Chapter Seven:
Note: This a kind of short chapter, am hoping to do a longer one next time!
After a rather treacherous ride, Neville arrived in one piece at his Gran's house. The first thing Neville noticed was the garden. It was whimsical. It wasn't overly neat nor did it reach out of control portions of overgrown. It was pretty, a fairyland type world. One Luna would have loved. Neville pushed the thought of Luna out of his mind, and trudged down the garden path. Before he could knock on the front door, the door swung open.
"Neville! You're here. Oh good!" His Gran wrapped her arms tightly around him, welcoming him into the small but sweet cottage.
"Do come in dear." Augusta gestured for Neville to follow her. Carrying his bag, Neville followed behind his Gran, down a long hallway. On either side of the hall, the walls were covered in photographs. Beaming from the sides, Neville saw his younger self, waving, smiling or at times looking rather sullen as a teenager. Most of the pictures were of family, but a few were of friends. Neville saw young Harrys and Rons smiling back at him. Hermione was in one, looking serious as usual.
"Well, this is your room. I do hope you find it cosy. Now. Dinner will be at six, and I have invited some people over for dinner." Neville nodded, looking around the room. It was a small room, with blue walls. A single bed stood, perfectly made with a navy blue doona covering it. The walls were bare.
"Who did you invite Gran?" Neville asked. When he didn't hear a reply, he looked around. His gran had left him alone in the room. Neville closed the door behind him, and started to unpack. He couldn't believe what had happened these past few days. Neville shook his head, as if to shake the memories from his mind. He laid down on the bed, which was soft - heaven for his back after his journey getting here.
Neville woke up, feeling drowsy. Rubbing his eyes, he realised he must have fallen asleep. Groaning, he stood up, and looked at his watch. It was ten minutes to six. Thankfully Neville had some, if limited time to have a shower. Stepping into the bathroom, which was tastefully decorated with yellow and white, Neville opened the shower. The water pouring out of the showerhead felt good on his tired and groggy body. After spending a good five minutes in there, Neville dragged himself from the warm shower, and dried himself. He had to get ready for dinner, and whomever was coming. Opening the door, after he was dressed and ready, the door connected with someone. "Ouch!" Cried a voice. Neville was shocked to see Sarah, the woman he met earlier that day, standing in front of the door, holding her head.
"I'm so sorry!" Neville said. He held her head to check for blood. Thankfully there was none.
"Gosh, you're a bit clumsy!" Sarah said grumpily.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry again. Really." Neville said. She just nodded, smiling a rather weak smile. Neville felt awful, this was the second time he had hurt this woman.
"So why are you here?" Sarah asked.
"My grandmother lives here, I assume she invited you to dinner tonight?" Sarah nodded.
"Please let me take you to dinner some other night. I really should make up for all the injuries I've caused you." Neville offered, wondering why he felt drawn to Sarah. She looked into his eyes. Neville noticed that Sarah's eyes were a light brown colour, they were warm and sweet looking.
"Ok, I guess. Then I won't have to sue you!" She said. Neville must have looked alarmed, as she then said "I'm just joking." They both laughed, as Augusta came up behind them.
"Ah, Neville I see you've met Sarah. She's a teacher at the local school."
"Yes, Neville and I have already met, earlier today." Sarah said, smiling at Neville. She really had a pretty smile. Her hair was tied back into a ponytail, and she was wearing a simple black dress.
"That's good. Come through here, we're ready to start dinner soon." Augusta led the way to the dinning room. A large table in the middle of the room. It was decorated with a glass vase holding some purple violets. There were four place settings, and an elderly man sat at the head of the table. Neville, and Sarah sat down next to each other, while Augusta sat next to the unfamiliar man.
"Neville, this is Mr Blackwood. He is a dear friend of mine, he helped me find my way around this town." Gran introduced the two men. Everyone sat down to the table and began the meal. Augusta explained that this was a kind of welcome home dinner, for Neville. Neville was touched his gran thought of him like that, and was pleased that she invited people he hadn't before. This was a new chance, a new opportunity in his life, and he wasn't going to waste it thinking about Luna.
A/n: I will put up a longer chapter next time:) And don't worry, love will prevail for all in this story!
