A/N: This one is not based on cannon as there's no cannon evidence for Neville having any kids. This was an idea that came to me.

It is an emotional time for me. My first child, a son, is due in a couple of weeks. I have just selected a name for him and I know telling my friends about this decision is going to bring a lot of feelings out of me.

I am sitting at a table in the Leaky Cauldron with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and Hannah.

I can feel my eyes starting to water a bit. I can sense tears of both pride and loss forming.

Taking a deep breath, I tell my friends, "Well, I have selected a name for my son."

"You seem very emotional, " observes Hermione.

"I- I really am, " I say heavily, "I have decided to name my son Frank to honor my father. You all know of course that my parents were tortured into insanity via the Cruciatus Curse by Bellatrix Lestrange and Barty Crouch Jr."

Everyone nods.

"Frank Longbottom was a well respected auror in his prime, " I say proudly, "He showed up to work, did his job in a no nonsense way, and never whined or complained about anything. He was the definition of an everyday hero. He was also extremely brave."

"You know, Neville, " says Harry quietly, "A lot of people pitied me when we were kids because I'm an orphan. But the truth of the matter is that you had it far worse. I can't even begin to imagine what it must be like to have your parents alive but not able to recognize you."

"It's been hard, " I admit, "There's no question how blighted my life became because of my parents demise. But I can't begin to tell you proud I am of them. They were brave and never gave in. In fact, mom and dad actually defied Voldemort before the first war ended."

"Mom and dad always told us, " says Ginny, also indicating Ron, "That everyone started to feel safe after Voldemort's first downfall and that crimes of Bellatrix and Barty Jr. frightened the hell out of everyone. Their willingness to go to Azkaban actually made many feel more uneasy. After Bellatrix and Barty Jr. went to Azkaban, the Wizarding World went into a period of tense uncertainty that naturally faded away over time as nothing happened. But mom and dad never told us what the actual crimes were. We didn't find out until I was fourteen."

Yes, I remember that moment well. Despite my desire for my fellow students not to know what happened, Gran spilled the beans in St. Mungo's. I try to avoid talking about that moment. Thankfully, Ginny doesn't press it anymore.

'Let me guess, " smirks Luna, "If you ever have a daughter, her name will be Alice."

"A true Ravenclaw, " I grin at her.

"Yes, I am, " says Luna, puffing out her chest, "But in this case, it was easy to figure out."

"I suspect so, " I acknowledge.

A few seconds and a few nanoseconds of silence pass and I choke up. Tears are streaming down my face, a burning sensation prominent in them.

"Are you okay?" asks Hermione.

"Yes, " I say quietly, "This is just a very emotional moment for me. Announcing my decision to name my son after my father has brought a lot of emotions out of me, both those of loss and those of pride."

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and Hannah just nod their heads without uttering a syllable.

They know both how personal and how emotional this moment is for me.

My father's legacy will now be honored and secured. His name shall live on in my son.