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A/N: Written for the Globetrotter Drabble Competition II, One Million Words Added Competition, A Bit of Motivation Competition, and the If You Dare Continued challenge and the Camp Potter Fireworks Show challenge, the chocolate frog challenge, the Disney-A-Thon challenge.
Prompt: Country 10, Port Moresby Papua New Ginea - Write about a struggle, metaphorical or literal. Once in a blue moon. Neville/Hannah, Romance Genre, Date Night, Adolescence, Write about Neville Longbottom (Winnie-The-Pooh).
Problematic issues
Fear washed through Neville as he stared at the letter in his hands, his brown eyes shone with fear as he read the letter for the ninth time since it arrived.
"No...no...this cannot be true," Neville muttered out softly, distraught, as he held the letter in his hands as if it was made of boiling acid, "It was meant to be a once in a blue moon thing. Why did he have to inherit that from me..."
"Do not worry love, we will get through, together," Hannah promised as she hugged Neville, "I love you and our son no matter what, I told you that on the day we met and I still stand by it."
"I know love, but I thought our son was normal," Neville sighed and watched as his precious son discovered his feet and stuck his toes into his mouth, "I love you so much Hannah, I love you so much that it would break me if I lost either one of you."
"Then you will not lose either one of us," Hannah said softly, "We will stand against as a family. I love you, I won't leave you or our son."
In response Neville wrapped a loving arm around Hannah and kissed her soundly on the lips. It was moments like these that he truly treasured and loved.
"When this is all over I promise to take you on a picnic, we can leave our special little guy with your mum and we can enjoy some adult fun," Neville said with a wolf like grin causing Hannah to blush.
"That would be wonderful love but before we plan our date night we need to sort this out," Hannah said softly as she motioned to the letter in Neville's hand, "Things were so much easier back in our adolescence days."
Neville let out a soft hum of agreement and reread the letter.
Dear Sir/Madam,
It has come to our attention that your son takes after his father as such we request that he is brought in to be branded and numbered.
We hope that you find this information helpful and we will be expecting you at the magical creatures registration branch in London on within the next few days. Please note that if you do not get registered than the werewolf will be killed on the spot.
If you have any questions feel free to contact the control of magical creatures control, Lord Alan Smith.
Thank you and have a pleasant day,
Lady Jane May.
Stress poured off of him as he tried to comprehend just what he could do to save his son. He could not take the brand for his son as he already had one, letting out a sigh Neville paused and turned to his wife when he felt her hand on his arm.
"I will use the life debt that I earned during the war and take the mark," Hannah said determinedly, "I will not allow that brand on my son's skin."
End of Drabble.