you're nobody until somebody loves you
A HariPo drabble collection
by mew-tsubaki
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When the smoke of battle cleared, feelings changed.
The one thing that didn't was the monthly lion get-togethers Neville orchestrated after the war. Whether at the Leaky Cauldron, the Three Broomsticks, his grandmother's home, or elsewhere, he gave his fellow Gryffindors the opportunity to connect, to recount fresh traumas and to lick old wounds.
Eventually, people fell off, developing other priorities. People stopped showing up altogether. Years passed, and yet Parvati would still show up to Augusta's home with a tray of assorted naans and a package of firewhiskey.
Two lions left, but Neville and Parvati took comfort in that.
- ^-^3
Feels more like pre-Nevati, but I'm like crying bc I need more based on this idea?
-mew! ;w;