A/N: I do not Own these Characters (Except future Children) I just get to play with them!

Chapter 7: Scare Tactics

Neville was so furious that he couldn't even enjoy the Sorting or the Feast. He had been looking forward to seeing Rose and Albus get sorted but he barely registered that They were both sorted into Gryffindor, though he did manage to feel some shock when the Malfoy boy was sorted into Ravenclaw. However most of the sorting and Feast passed with Neville's mind on his son and family. He wasn't sure what to do. What was he supposed to tell Connor? He was only 10 years old but he had to understand that doing something like this wasn't good. Neville had never felt more terrified in his life then when he had no idea where his son could be. His children were his life and he knew he couldn't bear if something happened to them. Neville picked at his food and watched the new students, he saw how excitedly they were chatting amongst themselves and it suddenly dawned on him what could get through to Connor, that and one other thing. Something he hadn't done with his children before but it was time, Connor was old enough to go with him and perhaps then he would understand better.

When Neville got home late that night he smiled when he saw Hannah sleeping on the couch in front of the fire, waiting for him. He walked over to her and smiled as he watched her sleep, thinking she was just as beautiful as she was the day he married her. It was little moments like this that reminded Neville just how much he adored his wife and family. He knelt to his knee's in front of her and placed a feather light kiss on her lips, "Love, I'm home," he murmured softly. Neville smiled as he watched her eyes flutter open and he stared into those blue depths for a moment then kissed her again, "How was everything?" he asked

"He's stayed in his room like you told him, He seems sorry Neville but I don't know what to do," she admitted softly as she sat up and snuggled into his arms when he sat next to her on the couch.

"I had a couple ideas, the first is….Maybe we shouldn't let him go to Hogwarts," Neville said sighing, it was obvious he didn't really like that idea.

"No…The Longbottom men have been going to Hogwarts for over 200 years without fail. Maybe we could say he can't go if he breaks the rules or does something like this again,?" Hannah suggested softly, her brows burrowed in a slight frown.

"Ok, I can agree to that. I don't want to stop him from going anyway," he said honestly, "I think….I think though we need to make him understand that he needs to be careful and not disappear again. I think its time," he said giving her a look that she understood.

Hannah pulled away from him in shock, "Neville, He's too young! We agreed when they were babies that we would wait," she gasped at him.

"I know! And we have waited Hannah. He's 10 years old, and he thinks he's ready for Hogwarts. I…I really think its time, Love, its time for him to do this," he said, a look of determination on his face

"What about the girls, are you going to force them to witness that too," she asked, angry tears filling her eyes.

"No…because they're not being reckless yet. What Connor did was reckless and dangerous, he could have gotten himself killed…"

"He snuck onto the Hogwarts Express under an Invisibility Cloak, I don't think he would have gotten killed!" Hannah retorted

"Really? Well I disagree, anything could have happened," he snapped back then sighed, "Hannah…Its time for this, I know how you feel, I understand believe me. But…Its time Connor understands that in life there are some consequences for your decisions," he said rubbing his forehead, "Love, please trust me," he murmured softly

Hannah shook her head, so upset about what he was suggesting but she could also tell that he wasn't going to change his mind. One thing she knew was when he was determined at something he got it done, "I can't agree…but I know you're going to do anyway so take him. Do what you think is right," she said getting up and walked away to their bedroom.

Early the next morning Neville woke up Connor, "I don't have classes today so you're coming with me somewhere because I think you need to understand that some things have consequences," he said firmly

"Dad, I know, I-I'm sorry," Connor said, truly looking apologetic.

"Maybe," Neville said shaking his head, "But it needs to stay with you. Also…You're mother and I have agreed that if you break one more rule, even a small one, you will not be going to Hogwarts," he added firmly

Connor looked at his father in Horror, "Not go to Hogwarts," he asked, "But Dad, That's Not Fair," he said, feeling panicked

"What you put your mother and I through yesterday wasn't fair Connor," Neville said firmly, "You have no idea how frightened we were and you wont until you're a parent. Get dressed, we're leaving in 10 minutes," he said then walked out, a grim and determined look on his face.

Connor was ready in that 10 minutes and truly looked nervous, "H-how are we traveling?" he asked, a slight shake in his voice

"We're apparating," Neville said shortly, "Place your arm on mine and hold tightly," he directed him.

Connor did what he was told and felt a pressure pushing him in from all around, he felt like he couldn't breath then suddenly the feeling vanished and he opened his eyes to see where he was. He recognized it as St. Mungo's, "Dad, Why are we here?" he asked in confusion.

"You're going to meet some people who have to live with Consequences from either their choices or the choices of other people," Neville told him honestly, "Follow me."

Connor followed his father and glanced around nervously then saw a sign that said 'Irreversible Damage Ward' and followed his father through the doors.

Neville led him to a bed, "Connor, this man is named Lucius Malfoy. He was a Deatheater during the end of the last war but was allowed to live his life normally because of help the Malfoy's provided to Albus's father. A few years later he tried to attack his son wife and during the fight irreparable harm was done to his mind. Now…Now he's here, because no one else can care of this type of damage," he said then led Connor to another bed, and another, and then another.

Connor felt a bit sick to his stomach as he was told stories of different people who either didn't follow the rules or had to deal with the consequences of evil people. Finally they came to a pair of Beds at the end of the large room. The two people he saw seemed familiar but the looks on their faces were strangely vacant.

"These two people…are your grandparents Connor," Neville said quietly. At Connor's shocked face Neville nodded, "When I was only a year old my parents were tortured into this…By a woman who didn't care about the rules. She didn't who she hurt or what she did. I never got to know my parents because of that." Neville sighed and looked at his son, "I couldn't bare is something happened to you…or to your sisters or your mother. All of you are the reason I keep going. And my parents-They remind me of everything that I endured to be able to have a life and to have all of you. Connor this is something you can't play around with. This is what happens when people are reckless, they get hurt or other people get hurt. Do you understand now? Do you understand why you can never do something like that again?"

Connor nodded, still feeling a bit shocked, "Y-yeah Dad….I-I'm sorry, I swear I wont do anything like that again," he said, his Brown eyes wide with sincerity.

Neville nodded and hugged him, "I believe you," he murmured gently, "Your Mum and I wanted to wait until you were older before coming here but I thought it was time what happened," he added softly

"Dad…When did you start visiting your parents?" Connor asked

"I think Gran always took me, I don't remember not visiting them to be honest. That's why your mother and I decided to wait for you and your sisters to visit. I remember feeling scared when I saw them and not understanding. Once I got to about your age though I started too. That's why I felt you were ready," Neville said honestly

"So…if I wanted to visit them again I could?"

"Of course, but you don't have to if you don't want to," he said softly

Connor nodded, "Ok…How much longer do we need to stay?" he asked

"We can go now…Maybe get an Ice cream or something before we go home," Neville suggested softly and smiled when Connor nodded.

Later that night Neville sat on his and Hannah's bed and sighed when he saw her back was to him, "I'm sorry," he whispered.

Hannah turned over and brushed tears from her eyes, "Me too…I hate fighting with you," she said sliding her arms around his neck and hugging him close.

"Me too…but do you understand why I did it?" he asked

"Yeah…I still don't agree but I understand that you did what you thought was right," she said softly and then kissed him gently, "When do you have to be back to school," she asked softly as she kissed him again, read to just forget about the fight and move on.

Neville grinned, "Now…but they can wait," he said with a chuckle as he kissed her back and extinguished the light in their room. Hogwarts could wait awhile for his return.