I DO NOT OWN MOST OF THE CHARACTERS
Chapter 3- Back at Hogwarts
Neville paced anxiously in the hallway. What was happening in there, he thought. Healer Andrews had ushered him and his grandmother out of the room so he could administer the potion to Frank and Alice Longbottom.
It seemed ages later when Andrews finally stepped out to meet them.
"What happened?" Neville demanded.
"I'm afraid it will take a couple weeks for the Anti- Insanity potion to take affect... if it takes affect at all."
Neville felt a sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach. "You mean it might not work?" He croaked.
"I've told you before," Andrews replied, "This is an experimental potion. I will send an owl once we have any results."
Neville and his grandmother stepped out of St. Mungo's without saying a word. There was certainly no hope of talking on the Knight Bus, what with all their focus being on staying in their seats as the vehicle rounded corners at break- neck speed.
The Knight Bus finally stopped in front of their home. "I hate taking that thing," Gran said, her facestill green. "Honestly Neville, I cannot wait until you are able to able to apparate. It will save me a lot of headache!"
Neville sighed at plopped down on the sofa. His grandmother took his hand firmly in her's. "Be sure to never give up hope, Neville. We have yet to see wheather the potion will fail... or whether it actually suceeds."
Neville looked up at her. "What if it does fail, Gran? What are we supposed to do then?"
"We shall face it like we always do. As a family."
It didn't seem that much longer that the time came for Neville to return to Hogwarts. He trodded through the snow into the enterance hall. He spotted Luna walking toward him down the spiral staircase.
"Hullo Luna. Good break?" Neville asked.
"Quite," Luna replied. "My dad may be on the trail of a tukie!"
That drew a blank look from Neville. "A what?"
"It's a very rare creature. It's said to be lucky!" Luna answered excitedly.
Neville had the feeling that there were no such thing as tukies, but he decided not to say it.
"What about your break, Neville? I heard in the Daily Prophet about that potion."
"Yeah... It's great!"
"You don't sound too convinced," Luna noted.
Neville leaned against the stone wall. "I've dreamed for years about having my parents back," he mumbled. "I guess I'm just worried that it..."
"Won't work?" Luna replied, finishing his sentence. She put a hand on his arm. "Don't give up hope, Neville. You didn't just drop down when we were surrounded by all those Death Eaters last year, and I don't expect you to give up now."
Neville smiled, and wrapped her in his arms without thinking twice. Crazy or not, he had to admit that he loved this girl.