Neville
Classy
He had heard how classy and smart his parents had been, he wanted to be classy and smart like them.
Confidenct
Neville had grown up a lot, he was confident of himself in his seventh year. He still remembers his first act of confidence, standing up to his friends, first year.
Confusing
It was a little confusing making the change from follower to leader. But times had changed and he knew he had to change as well.
Controlling
He was not used to all eyes and ears on him. He wasn't used to being in control, and Neville wasn't all that sure if he liked it.
Don't Leave Me
During the battle, Neville had fought alongside Colin Creevey. When Colin had been hit fatally, Neville dragged him away, Colin's last words were, "Don't leave me." Neville had no choice.
Different
He looked different, he knew that. With his bruises and scars and hair growth, but Neville acted differently too now. He wondered if this change was for the better.
Modesty
"Neville, I am proud of you." Gran had told him. "I have always been proud of you,"
Neville had blushed and lowered his head, modestly whispering, "Thanks Gran."
Home
He was glad that his Gran had been able to get away, Neville decided as he looked at the ruins of the place he used to call home.
Believe Me
The first year had been crying, "You have to believe me! I didn't do anything wrong!"
Neville did believe him, and that was why he was here.
Words
Lately when the teachers spoke, it was all just words. Word and nothing that had any meaning to it, the time for words was over, it was time for action.