Neville opened his eyes wide, as he stared at the vastness before him. He still held Gryffindor's sword in his hands, although the tip was resting on the deck of the boat at the moment. Neville felt like he could feel every vibration and every movement of every person on the boat. He knew that not every person had magic, and if they did he wouldn't be able to sense it.
It was just the battle he was sure of it. They had won, so he felt relief instead of foreboding. He didn't know where here was, but at least the people he loved were safe, and they had won.
"I kicked Ass back home," He said, stepping off the boat. He held both the sword and the hat, one in each hand. "This isn't different." The inner mantra Neville had been reciting is something that his Gran taught him to center and focus him.
He could do this.
[Party]
[ Neville strode into the room as if he owned the place. It was actually probably just the after effects of Hogworts. Neville chose to believe it was confidence.
He stared wide-eyed as he took in the expanse of the room around him. He was so out of his depth. He spotted the food table just as his stomach began to growl. He laughed out loud as he made his way over to the bar ]
I guess it's been awhile huh? Sorry about that. Excuse me? Is the food for everyone?
Neville Longbottom| Harry Potter| Post DH part 2
Neville opened his eyes wide, as he stared at the vastness before him. He still held Gryffindor's sword in his hands, although the tip was resting on the deck of the boat at the moment. Neville felt like he could feel every vibration and every movement of every person on the boat. He knew that not every person had magic, and if they did he wouldn't be able to sense it.
It was just the battle he was sure of it. They had won, so he felt relief instead of foreboding. He didn't know where here was, but at least the people he loved were safe, and they had won.
"I kicked Ass back home," He said, stepping off the boat. He held both the sword and the hat, one in each hand. "This isn't different." The inner mantra Neville had been reciting is something that his Gran taught him to center and focus him.
He could do this.
[Party]
[ Neville strode into the room as if he owned the place. It was actually probably just the after effects of Hogworts. Neville chose to believe it was confidence.
He stared wide-eyed as he took in the expanse of the room around him. He was so out of his depth. He spotted the food table just as his stomach began to growl. He laughed out loud as he made his way over to the bar ]
I guess it's been awhile huh? Sorry about that. Excuse me? Is the food for everyone?