She unrolled the partchment to find in neat, minute scrawl an invitation to Harry's 26th birthday party. A party! It had been ages since she had last seen her school friends.
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Neville Longbottom was coming back home from a long day at the St. Mungo's Hospital. His career had really come along since he had formally started five years ago.
As soon as he came in he was greated by his mother who had finally come out of her trance after a revolutionary potion that he had invented a few years back. NOt in vain had been all those years studying magiccal herbs and experimenting with the reactions when putting them together.
"Hi dear, an owl arrived a while ago and it's determined to give you the post personally..."
"Thanks, mum, I'll take it"
"So Harry's celebrating his 26th? We might have both our names on the cake" he said smiling to himself.
Neville sat back and .....