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| | Unfinished Box of Beans A box of unfinished drabble threads that didn't reach their SS100, SS50, or SS25 target but remain a fun read nonetheless. | 
09-02-2009, 10:18 AM
| | |  Firenjen's Fifty Ficlets for the Amazing Neville Longbottom - Sa13+
50 Ficlets about Neville! By Jen (firenjen) 1. Accio
2. Avada Kedavra
3. Braking Charm
4. Blasting Curse
5. Colloportus 6. Crucio
7. Confundus
8. Diffindo
9. Disapparate
10. Engorgio
11. Expecto Patronum
12. Furnunculus
13. Flagrate
14. Horn Tongue
15. Hurling Hex
16. Impedimenta
17. Imperio
18. Incarcerous
19. Jelly Legs
20. Knitting Charm
21. Langlock
22. Legilimens
23. Levicorpus 24. Lumos
25. Mobilicorpus
26. Morsmordre
27. Muffliato
28. Nox
29. Obliviate
30. Oppugno
31. Orchideous
32. Petrificus Totalus 33. Point Me
34. Protego
35. Quietus
36. Reducto
37. Relashio
38. Rictusempra
39. Sectumsempra
40. Sonorus
41. Scourgify
[s]42. Silencio[s]
43. SpeRevelio
44. Stupefy
45. Tarantallegra
46. Tergeo
[s]47. Twitchy Ears Hex[s]
48. Unbreakable Vow
49. Wingardium Leviosa
50. Waddiwasi #24 Lumos
It was dark. Neville sat in the boys dormitories, sitting up in bed. The rest of the dorm was asleep, but Neville sat up in bed, clutching an aged photograph in his hand. He had been staring at it for so many hours that he hadn’t really noticed that it had grown dark. But now, with the wind beginning to howl outside and the moon covered by cloud, he realised that he couldn’t see the photograph any more.
He reached for his wand, which lay still on his dresser, and took a deep breath. He wanted to create light, without setting fire to the photograph first.
“ Lumos,” he whispered, and light flared from his wand tip. He directed the beam at the photo and continued to gaze at it.
Frank and Alice Longbottom waved cheerily at him, a tiny baby Neville clutched in their arms. They would wave, and then bend over the baby and kiss it, looking lovingly at it all the time.
Neville’s face cracked into a smile. The rest of the night, he stared at the picture, and thought of his parents. But they were different now. They were still the same people, but they were absent. | |
09-09-2009, 12:54 PM
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#33 Point Me
Why had he gone wandering around the castle at night? It was dark, and now Neville was completely lost. He though he was outside, but he couldn’t tell, the corridors were so draughty in the winter anyway.
Think, he told himself, think. A flicker of memory came to light in the back of his mind. What was it that Harry had been learning for the Twiwizard Tournament? A compass spell, designed to tell the wand holder the direction that he was going. That could help.
He held his wand in the centre of his palm, and whispered, “Point me.” The wand flickered, and spun pointing to his left. So that was north…
“Well that doesn’t help!” He exclaimed aloud. He had no idea whether he was indoors or out, let alone what was possibly north! That could take him into the forest for all he knew. He shuddered, remembering first year. “Better not go that way,” he said, backing away.
He tripped several times, and kept on uttering “point me” even though he knew it was no good. It made him feel helpful, that something was trying to help him, even if he didn’t have sufficient knowledge to let it.
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09-09-2009, 01:24 PM
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#6 Crucio
“Crucio!” She cried in delight, “CRUCIO!” Her words shone through her dark laughter. She loved every minute of this. She wanted to see the two figures writing on the floor in agony, she wanted to see then bucke, bend, and buck.
Neville watched, horrified, as Bellatrix Lestrange tortured his parents. He tried to run to them, but he couldn’t move. Looking down, he saw that his legs disappeared into a fine mist below the kneww. That was strange.
He chanced a glance at his parents, and immediately wished he hadn’t. They weren’t screaming. That, in a way, made it worse. They didn’t want to show him how much it hurt. He wished they wouldn’t. He wished them any release that could come to them.
Instead, he focused on Bellatrix. She looked up from her victims, wand still pointed, and shot him a grim smile. She loved that he was watching.
He could take no more. Slowley, Neville raised his wand, and she laughed. Taking a deep breath, preparing to say the word he never imagined he would say.
“Crucio!” He muttered, his voice a deadly whisper. Nothing happened.
Neville awoke, dripping in sweat, a single tear resting on his cheek.
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10-11-2009, 09:28 PM
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#1 Accio
Neville wanted to try it. Besides, it had been a long day (he had had to re-pot Mandrakes with Professor Sprout, who had now vowed to always keep some handy and ready incase any more students fell victim to the Basilisk. And as Neville was the only person that she trusted enough to go near them, he had been lumped with the job all day.)
Neville’s herbology book was lying on a chest on the other side of the room. He didn’t want to get up, so he thought he’d try summoning it. He knew the spell, it was just a matter of getting it right.
“Accio!” he said. Harry’s glasses zoomed towars him, hit the window and smashed. Neville swalled hard.
“Accio!” he said again. This time Ron’s socks jumped towards him.
“Accio!” Seamus’s robes.
“Accio!” Deans football thumped him in the face, resulting in a fat lip and a black eye. One more go. He knew he could get this if he just kept practising. Practise was the key.
He summoned all his strength. “ACCIO!” he roared, just as Ron opened the dormitory door. Ron was caught by surprise, before he went hurtling towards Neville.
“Ooops,” he gulped.
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I'm losing sense of time, and everything tastes the same.
I'll be home in a day. I fear that's a month too late. ♥♥♥ | |
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#47 Twitchy Ears Hex
Neville walked along the seventh floor corridor, back to Gryffindor Tower, cursing Draco Malfoy under his breath. Each hand was clapped tight over one of his ears, and his face was screwed up in anger.
He was rounding the corner when he ran into someone, seeing as he was wholly fixated on how best to get revenge on Malfoy. He looked up at who he had ran into, and his heart quickened in his chest. Luna Lovegood, blonde, dreamy but always lovely, was gathering her books and looking at him in concern. He bent to help her, forgetting instantly about Malfoy, and picked up some of her books.
“Oh im sorry!” he said. “My fault, I wasn’t looking where I was – what is it?” he asked, handing Luna the last of her books, for her concerned expression had now changed to one of confusion, and..amusement?
“What happened to your ears?” she asked, head cocked to one side.
Neville gasped, and clapped his hands to his ears again, where he felt the witching against his palm. His face reddened.
“Malfoy got me with the twitchy ears hex,” he mumbled, knowing she was about to laugh. But she didn’t.
She simply smiled.
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♥♥♥My heart is out at sea. And my Head's al over the place.
I'm losing sense of time, and everything tastes the same.
I'll be home in a day. I fear that's a month too late. ♥♥♥ | |
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