Inescapable | Drarry + Bleville ✔︎

Chapter 28

Neville's POV:

"We're here to see Frank and Alice Longbottom." His grandmother says to the lady behind the desk. He's been to Saint Mungo's every year since he was a very small baby. Nothing much happens, especially since his father barely speaks and his mother makes no sense. However, he still feels blessed enough to be able to see them at all.

"A nurse will escort you." The lady says, gesturing to the nurse coming up towards them. They follow her and they lead them to the same room they've been to many, many, many times.

The nurse goes up to his parents and softly says, "Your mother and son are here to see you."

His grandmother talks to his mum first. "Hello, my Alice. We missed you so much."

"Who are you?" His mother asks.

"I am your mother." His grandmother tells her. She looks confused, then doesn't respond to his grandmother any longer. "Come on, Neville." His grandmother says, pulling him to the same spot she was in.

"H-Hi, mum." Neville says.

"Where are my glasses? Nurse, can you find my glasses?" She says to him.

"Uh..." He looks around and notices them right on the bedside table. "Here you go." He says, handing them to her.

She simply looks at them and pushes them away. "I don't want those."

He knew she wouldn't understand, but he still informed her of events in his life every time they visited. This time wasn't an exception. "I have a girlfriend, mum!"

"Where are my glasses?" She asks, not paying any attention to what he just said.

He sighs and picks at his fingers. He then gets up and walks to his father. "Hi, dad. It's Neville." His father simply stares straight ahead. "Merry Christmas. I got you and mum a gift. It isn't much... but we assumed you'd both enjoy it." He grabs both of them out of his pocket and puts one on the beside table. "It's your engagement rings. We found them in your old room and thought maybe you'd want it."

"Come here, nurse." His mother said, looking right at him.

He walks towards her, "Yes?"

She holds up a clutched fist and opens it, something falling from her hand. He looks down and notices that it's a bubblegum wrapper. He pockets it before dropping his mothers ring onto the table beside her. It seemed useless, it's not like they'd realize it was their engagement rings. His grandmother insisted that it would be something that would make them happy in the long run, but he seriously doubted it.

"Let's go." His grandmother said, grabbing his hand and walking out the door. "You can throw that wrapper away, it's just trash."

"No, I want to keep it." Neville says, clutching it in his pocket.

"Alright." His grandmother says with a sigh. He knew she wanted him to be normal and not carry around every piece of trash she throws at him, but it's the only thing Neville has of his mother. Even if she thinks she's depositing trash to a nurse.

They go back home and he searches around for his owl, hoping he came back with a note. Sadly enough, he found his owl but no letter. He sighs. Days like these are often dissappointing anyways. He should've known this would happen.

He lays down, slides his new bracelet on his wrist and curls up into his soft brown blanket. It was paradise, yet he could only think about this person more and more. He decided to guess what they might look like. He guessed dark skin, short hair with tight curls, maybe he was tall? He kept thinking of a familiar face, but who was it?