Summary: Neville's grandmother passes away and he finally decided to live life the way he wishes too. A new inheritance, nice Slytherins, and evil Gryfindors, my oh my. Will Neville succeed in his new life? Eventual slash. NL/DM

Disclaimer: I don't own any of it. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling. No money is made from this.

Note: This is my first story ever so please be nice. I don't mind constructive criticism and new ideas to improve my writing. Enjoy!

Chapter 4:

Neville was in his garden all summer. That is after he finished all his summer homework. He wanted to have all his attention to be devoted to his new goal. However, he also wanted to make sure that his school work did not suffer since he has finally made the decision to focus on school. Potions wasn't so bad when you focus and develop the proper attitude. 'I will shock professor Snape with my brilliance this year, and compete with Hermione. She is not the only one who could accomplish great grades' Neville thought with an edge of competitiveness.

Currently Neville was been getting all sorts of plants to satisfy the needs of his newborn business. He wanted to start very small since he has two more years of school left. He impressed several apothecaries with his plants and began selling them through their shops. The Apothecary in Greece was the first to ask for more plants and offered to create a section for him alone since the freshness of his plants had no competition. The money was impressive and the positive feedback was great. Now he felt like more then a bumbling idiot. He can run a small business and literally plant anything he set his mind too. Eventually the local apothecary in Diagon Alley picked up like the one in Greece did. Feeling that he had enough to handle he didn't expand his business just yet. He knew that eventually he would open his own chain of shops and hire help, but it was simply too soon for that.

While eating his breakfast that Libby made, two owls came. A letter from Greece had been with an attached request for a school's potions master that has been using his ingredients in his potions. When he opened the attached letter he was completely floored. Severus Snape was asking for his plants to be used in this years curriculum at Hogwarts. 'I wonder if he would still ask for these plants if he knew it was coming from me' Neville wondered. Not dwelling on the answer too much since he was too happy about being praised by the best potions master in Europe. With that kind of praise who can go wrong? "Libby, Kip, I have to go into the forest today to find some seeds, and fresh plants to grow for this request. So do what you want today, alright?" Before receiving an answer he was out the back door to get to work.

One month later…

"Finally I'm done!" Neville exclaimed to no one. The crate was packed and spelled to keep the plants fresh. The Albatross was used to send the ingredients to Greece because the load was too heavy for such a long trip. It was late in the night and figured that the Greece apothecary would get Professor Snape's order first thing in the morning. Feeling tired he called it quits and went to his room. On his way he picked up an apple and paper from the kitchen. 'Man I need a shower, who would have thought that gardening would be considered exercise?' Neville laughed to himself. Over the past month and a half Neville really toned. He lost a tremendous amount of baby fat during fifth year, but now it was almost all gone. Now all was left was a slender boy who still short. His smooth skin was tanned and his hair was lightened because of the amount of time spent in the sun. Neville felt more confident about his appearance but completely lost whatever he felt as soon as he thought about his friends. 'Would my friends notice I changed during the summer?' No of course not! Clumsy, pathetic Neville would never change because no one expected him too.' Neville thought bitterly. After his shower he put on the reading light and opened today's paper. Malfoy made the front page. 'Good for him, he finally beat Potter at something. Potter? When did I start thinking of Harry as Potter?' he thought while scanning the article.

Draco Malfoy renounces He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!

This great reporter is the first to report to you that Draco Malfoy, son of imprisoned Lucius Malfoy, has renounced any association and support of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Draco Malfoy has pubicslly announced his disapproval of his father's actions and will move on as the Malfoy heir. He is now owner of a million galleon corporation that deals with various real estates across England and Ireland and has become active in the political circles his father has left open. The Malfoy heir is trying to mend bitter views of the Malfoy name by rebuilding lost political alliances and …..

'Malfoy renouncing the Dark Lord? Highly unlikely since he really hates muggles and believes that being pureblood is everything. Though he is probably trying to regain respect for his family name since his father screwed up royally. Gotta respect his initiative.' Neville mumbled to himself before drifting off to sleep.

Dream sequence

Neville was pushed back on the bed and his dream lover kissed him passionately. He deepened the kiss and moved his hands to his lovers waist to grind their erections together. His lover moaned and began kissing, licking, and nibbling along his neck. Neville's breathing became shallower and gasped while moving his head back to give himself up more. His lover then pulled him up for a deep kiss and he looked into his lovers beautiful stormy gray eyes before …