Chapter 3: Hogwarts Letters (Neville)
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I decided to put Ron and Neville together in one long chapter, instead of two short chapters. Harry's letters was kind of written quickly because I wanted to figure out how to upload new chapters. I hope this one is longer. Please remember to Read/ Review!
P.S I had updated chapter two with a flashback of Harry's first use of accidental magic.
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Chapter 3: Hogwarts Letters (Neville)
"Neville dear, breakfast!" Alice Longbottom's voice rang up the stairs.
"Ok, coming Mum!" He yelled from his room. He got up, got dressed, and looked at the calendar. It was his birthday! Not just any birthday, either. It was his eleventh birthday! That meant that he was going to get his Hogwarts letter today! He got dressed, and started to walk downstairs. Dread was starting to form inside of him. What if he wasn't accepted into Hogwarts? He was always forgetting things, and was always so nervous. He only did his first accidental magic when he was 4. He remembered it well, as it haunts him even today.
He walked into the living room and saw his mom's wand laying on the table, so he picked it up. He waved it around, and started to make things fly. He was having a great time, then his cat, who was scared by all of the things flying around, scratched him. That made him angry, and pointed his wand at the cat. He thought that he had frozen it, so he went along doing magic, but overcome with anger of his cat hurting him, the lights were flickering on and off, and the room was being destroyed. When his parents came to find him, they were shocked at what their son has done. They sternly told Neville not to touch their wands, but they quickly fixed everything. But the cat. When they looked closer, they saw that it was dead. Neville remembers crying for hours that he was a monster, and that he was a murderer. Ever since then, he was afraid of using magic.
Then, when he was 7, his Great uncle Algie was hanging him by his ankle out of a window at a family get together. Someone offered him some pie, and he dropped Neville, and Neville bounced! Neville accepted that he wasn't terrible and evil, that that was just an accident that he couldn't change. Ever since then, he used his magic all the time, but with caution when he was mad.
Neville continued down the stairs, into the kitchen where his mom was cooking. He walked into the room, and his mom said, "Happy Birthday sweetheart. I made some pancakes for breakfast today!"
"Thanks mum. Did the mail come yet?" Neville asked.
"Not yet. Excited for your letter to come today?" She said.
"Very." He replied. He was halfway finished with his breakfast when they saw the Hogwarts owl fly into view. "My letter! It's coming!" The dread of not being allowed into the school left him as the owl swooped into the kitchen. Neville ran over to it and took the letter off, and the owl took off as fast as it came. Neville sat down and read it as his mom looked over his shoulder.
She said, "My baby's finally going to Hogwarts!"
A/N Sorry this took so long to upload. I have been up until 10 at night doing hw. Freshmen year is so hard. I was going to make this longer, but I just wanted to give you guys something to read. I will try to post the next chapter as soon as I get it done.