Author's Note
I'm sorry I haven't updated in a few days, but I've had so much to do and way too much homework.
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Well, on with the story!
Neville felt happy. He had just had the most wonderful day. The sun was lazily disappearing behind the horizon. Spring was coming back. The snow had disappeared, leaving soft green grass behind. The air was warmer and smelled of flowers. Looking at the bright stars above his head, he found himself surprised. Almost an year. Almost an year since the Battle. He was deep in thought, remembering the deafening explosions, the anxiety, the fear, the adrenaline coursing through his veins... "Neville?"
"Hi Luna." he said. He hadn't been startled. Her voice was too familiar. "It's been a terrible day."
"Why?"
"Because there was a wrackspurt nest in the classroom. I told professor Slughorn, but he said he had heard of no such creatures. And so they fed off everybody's brains. Mine included."
"You don't seem less smart though, so don't worry."
"Thank you. But that's not the point."
"I've been thinking... it's almost an year." She didn't need any explanations. "I've thought about it too. In one month is the anniversary."
"I know. It's... isn't it weird? I mean, it seems yesterday..."
"I know. It does."
"Remus was always so kind to me, in class. And then there's Lavander. It's not like I really knew her, but we went to class together. And Colin. That guy used to bug Harry."
"Really?"
"Yes. Always with his camera, trying to shoot photos. When he died... I would've always pictured him just shooting pictures of the battle. Not actually fighting. He was just sixteen."
"I know. C'mon, don't think about it."
"I can't get them out of my mind. And Ron... poor Ron. And Ginny. They lost a brother."
"Yes. I've spoken to Ginny about that." she said. "And what did she say?"
"She said their family was still grieving, and that was why the four of them, I mean Ron, Ginny, Harry and Hermione stayed here." They stayed in silence. "The stars are so beautiful, aren't they?" Luna asked. They were indeed beautiful, Neville had to admit that this was the most lovely night he had passed in a long time. He couldn't distract himself from his thoughts. That night, even with all Luna's comfort, he dreamt of exploding walls, and friends lying dead on the ground.
Author's Note
I know this is kind of darker, but I supposed after seeing a war, at some point, it catches up with you. So... tell me what you think about it! I'm sorry it's short, but I really have no time right now and I wanted to update.