Author's Notes: Yay I finally found time to work on and finish another
chapter of this story. Sorry if I actually kept people waiting if anyone is
actually reading this story, but real life sucks I have so much crap to do
lately.
Oh and I'm almost 100% sure that they never mentioned Neville's mother name so I just made up a name I think fits her. If you actually know her name put it in a review or just e-mail it to me.
Also thanks for reviewing SarahEvans12020. You're my only reviewer for this story so thanks a lot. And to comment on your suggestion I can't really say what I'm going to do with the insanity at the moment this early on the game.
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Chapter 2
There they were, staring at him, "I don't think he's a mediwizard," his mother said.
"Yeah he looks a bit young. Who are you?" asked his father, Frank.
"It's me Neville, your son."
"A son? I don't remember a son. Do you remember a son Frank?" asked Rose as she casted her glance to Frank.
"No, who did you say you were again?"
"Neville, dad. Neville Longbottom."
"You'd think we'd remember if we had a son. Wouldn't we Frank?" asked Rose, giving her husband a look Neville couldn't understand.
"I don't know. We do forget things a lot. Though I do remember seeing before. I think." Frank answered his wife with a confused look upon his face as he tried to remember things his brain wouldn't allow.
"Yeah you do come here a lot. Why?" Rose asked.
"Because you're my parents," answered Neville as if there wasn't anything to question.
"We're not great parents are we?" Rose said not quite meeting Neville's eye out of shame.
"No, no you both did very well, for what you could do." Neville said trying to reassure them.
"Tell us about you. Everything that we don't remember and everything that we missed," Rose said with a sudden amount energy. When Neville looked into his mother's eyes he saw a lucidness that has never been there before in all his visits.
"Yes tell us everything," Frank replied backing up Rose.
"Well like I said before I'm Neville Longbottom and I grew up with both of you in England until I a little older than one year-old. That's when both of you had to be sent to here. After that I was sent to live with Gran." "Is she the lady that usually comes in here to see us with you?" asked Rose.
"Yes," replied Neville with a big grin on face. They were remembering things.
"Why isn't she here now?" Frank asked.
"I wanted to see you both by myself."
"Tell us about you. The now you." Rose asked with a huge smile on her face.
"At the end of summer I'm going to be a fifth year Gryffindor at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Uncle Algy gave me my toad Trevor for getting accepted to Hogwarts. But Trevor always manages to get lost. I'm actually pretty good at Herbology, but not at Potions. The Potions Master and head of the Syltherin house, Professor Snape hates me and all Gryffindors, but he especially hates me. It's because I'm not at all talented at Potions. I usually can accomplish blowing things up or if I actually do make a potion it's not the right one."
Neville was amazed, this was the most his parents ever really concentrated on him and didn't seem to daze off into their own insanity. He was pretty sure they didn't have a clue of what he was talking about, but all the same they were actually listening.
"Is that all you do?" asked Rose.
"Well during the holidays I go and live with Gran."
"Gran?" asked Frank.
"The lady I usually come here with," Neville replied a bit disheartened that they forgot something already. But after looking at them they actually looked like they were trying to remember who she was.
"Knock, knock," said a very cheerful mediwitch as she slowly opened the door and breaking whatever concentration Neville's parents had.
"Time for your potions," she said with a huge smile in an almost unnaturally cheerful voice. "Oh hello Neville, how are you?"
"I'm fine Miss Franklin, thank you. How are you? Oh and I'm really sorry about the cart. There was this thing and I got surprised and I turned around and,-"
"Don't worry about it Neville, dear. It's all taken care of. Thank Merlin we aren't Muggles. Imagine doing trying to do all that work the Muggle way." Said Miss Blythe Franklin cutting in on Neville.
"Yes I imagine it would be hard," Neville replied.
"Well here you are, Frank, Rose."
Neville watched as his parents took the potions.
"Such good patients you are. Well see you both later," replied Miss Franklin. The getting close to Neville and talking to him in a way only he could hear she said, "Oh dear I hope you doing alright Neville, and try not to worry too much about them. We'll take the best care of them. Bye Neville." Then she headed for the door to see the other patients.
Neville continued to just stare happily at his parents.
He felt himself slightly jump when his mother put her hand in his looked into his eyes and said, "We're going to try to be better we promise, Neville."
Frank walked up behind his wife and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and agreed with her sentiments.
Neville couldn't believe it everything was coming together. All his fantasies were just like this. It was pretty much always the same, his parents somehow miraculously coming out of the fog of their insanity and trying to become his parents again.
He loved it.
They all just sat around in comfortable silence for a while learning how to be in each other's company.
Neville was so happy 'Miss Carlise must have been mistaken, or maybe seeing me made them better," he thought. Thoughts similar to those were running through his head.
"Changing, changing. Stop! I don't want to listen to you anymore; in fact I do not need to. So leave me ALONE!!" Rose started yelling into thin air, breaking the comfortable silence. She put her head between her hands while hunching over in her chair.
"What is it mom?" Neville asked frantically from his chair.
"Not here, not there. Where are they? I'll get them to leave us alone Rose," Frank said as he got up and started to look around the room for the invisible, unheard voices that were plaguing them. He was tearing at thing turning over tables making all sorts of noise.
"What's going on here?" cried Miss Franklin as he stepped into the room to investigate the cause of the loud noises. "Oh Merlin! Fearghus, Bo come here quick. The Longbottoms are having a fit again."
Suddenly the two big wizards he saw escorting the girl down the hallway from earlier come bursting through the door and with their wands in hand magically calmed and restrained his parents.
Miss Franklin quickly went over to Neville and knelt down to make eye contact with Neville who was still sitting in a chair, "Neville I'm so sorry you had to see that dear, but we had to do that as quickly as possible before they hurt themselves." Her voice droned on, but Neville couldn't listen to her.
All of the fantasies he had been dreaming about for the past hour had just come crashing down around his head.
His parents weren't going to get better anytime soon, if at all.
TBC
Oh and I'm almost 100% sure that they never mentioned Neville's mother name so I just made up a name I think fits her. If you actually know her name put it in a review or just e-mail it to me.
Also thanks for reviewing SarahEvans12020. You're my only reviewer for this story so thanks a lot. And to comment on your suggestion I can't really say what I'm going to do with the insanity at the moment this early on the game.
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Chapter 2
There they were, staring at him, "I don't think he's a mediwizard," his mother said.
"Yeah he looks a bit young. Who are you?" asked his father, Frank.
"It's me Neville, your son."
"A son? I don't remember a son. Do you remember a son Frank?" asked Rose as she casted her glance to Frank.
"No, who did you say you were again?"
"Neville, dad. Neville Longbottom."
"You'd think we'd remember if we had a son. Wouldn't we Frank?" asked Rose, giving her husband a look Neville couldn't understand.
"I don't know. We do forget things a lot. Though I do remember seeing before. I think." Frank answered his wife with a confused look upon his face as he tried to remember things his brain wouldn't allow.
"Yeah you do come here a lot. Why?" Rose asked.
"Because you're my parents," answered Neville as if there wasn't anything to question.
"We're not great parents are we?" Rose said not quite meeting Neville's eye out of shame.
"No, no you both did very well, for what you could do." Neville said trying to reassure them.
"Tell us about you. Everything that we don't remember and everything that we missed," Rose said with a sudden amount energy. When Neville looked into his mother's eyes he saw a lucidness that has never been there before in all his visits.
"Yes tell us everything," Frank replied backing up Rose.
"Well like I said before I'm Neville Longbottom and I grew up with both of you in England until I a little older than one year-old. That's when both of you had to be sent to here. After that I was sent to live with Gran." "Is she the lady that usually comes in here to see us with you?" asked Rose.
"Yes," replied Neville with a big grin on face. They were remembering things.
"Why isn't she here now?" Frank asked.
"I wanted to see you both by myself."
"Tell us about you. The now you." Rose asked with a huge smile on her face.
"At the end of summer I'm going to be a fifth year Gryffindor at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Uncle Algy gave me my toad Trevor for getting accepted to Hogwarts. But Trevor always manages to get lost. I'm actually pretty good at Herbology, but not at Potions. The Potions Master and head of the Syltherin house, Professor Snape hates me and all Gryffindors, but he especially hates me. It's because I'm not at all talented at Potions. I usually can accomplish blowing things up or if I actually do make a potion it's not the right one."
Neville was amazed, this was the most his parents ever really concentrated on him and didn't seem to daze off into their own insanity. He was pretty sure they didn't have a clue of what he was talking about, but all the same they were actually listening.
"Is that all you do?" asked Rose.
"Well during the holidays I go and live with Gran."
"Gran?" asked Frank.
"The lady I usually come here with," Neville replied a bit disheartened that they forgot something already. But after looking at them they actually looked like they were trying to remember who she was.
"Knock, knock," said a very cheerful mediwitch as she slowly opened the door and breaking whatever concentration Neville's parents had.
"Time for your potions," she said with a huge smile in an almost unnaturally cheerful voice. "Oh hello Neville, how are you?"
"I'm fine Miss Franklin, thank you. How are you? Oh and I'm really sorry about the cart. There was this thing and I got surprised and I turned around and,-"
"Don't worry about it Neville, dear. It's all taken care of. Thank Merlin we aren't Muggles. Imagine doing trying to do all that work the Muggle way." Said Miss Blythe Franklin cutting in on Neville.
"Yes I imagine it would be hard," Neville replied.
"Well here you are, Frank, Rose."
Neville watched as his parents took the potions.
"Such good patients you are. Well see you both later," replied Miss Franklin. The getting close to Neville and talking to him in a way only he could hear she said, "Oh dear I hope you doing alright Neville, and try not to worry too much about them. We'll take the best care of them. Bye Neville." Then she headed for the door to see the other patients.
Neville continued to just stare happily at his parents.
He felt himself slightly jump when his mother put her hand in his looked into his eyes and said, "We're going to try to be better we promise, Neville."
Frank walked up behind his wife and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and agreed with her sentiments.
Neville couldn't believe it everything was coming together. All his fantasies were just like this. It was pretty much always the same, his parents somehow miraculously coming out of the fog of their insanity and trying to become his parents again.
He loved it.
They all just sat around in comfortable silence for a while learning how to be in each other's company.
Neville was so happy 'Miss Carlise must have been mistaken, or maybe seeing me made them better," he thought. Thoughts similar to those were running through his head.
"Changing, changing. Stop! I don't want to listen to you anymore; in fact I do not need to. So leave me ALONE!!" Rose started yelling into thin air, breaking the comfortable silence. She put her head between her hands while hunching over in her chair.
"What is it mom?" Neville asked frantically from his chair.
"Not here, not there. Where are they? I'll get them to leave us alone Rose," Frank said as he got up and started to look around the room for the invisible, unheard voices that were plaguing them. He was tearing at thing turning over tables making all sorts of noise.
"What's going on here?" cried Miss Franklin as he stepped into the room to investigate the cause of the loud noises. "Oh Merlin! Fearghus, Bo come here quick. The Longbottoms are having a fit again."
Suddenly the two big wizards he saw escorting the girl down the hallway from earlier come bursting through the door and with their wands in hand magically calmed and restrained his parents.
Miss Franklin quickly went over to Neville and knelt down to make eye contact with Neville who was still sitting in a chair, "Neville I'm so sorry you had to see that dear, but we had to do that as quickly as possible before they hurt themselves." Her voice droned on, but Neville couldn't listen to her.
All of the fantasies he had been dreaming about for the past hour had just come crashing down around his head.
His parents weren't going to get better anytime soon, if at all.
TBC