𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐔𝐌 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐒𝐀 - 𝐞𝐧 ✓

Chapter 41: The Longbottoms

"Wake up, little darling."

A sweet voice woke Neville that morning. He squeezed his eyes shut. It had been such a lovely dream, he had met his parents.

Together with his girlfriend, he had defeated Voldemort..."Will you wake up...?"

... he had pretended that Luna was his sister ...

"Good morning!"

... Draco had got on with them ...

"Neville Frank Longbottom! Your Hogwarts letter has arrived!"

... Hermione -, 

Neville opened his eyes. It was Alice. It was Alice who had spoken, Alice who had woken him up.

"Mum..." he mumbled.

"Yes, my little one. Are you coming down? Frank's made breakfast." Alice Longbottom smiled. It was a warm, open smile, the kind Neville had only ever seen from the adult in pictures.

"In a minute," Neville muttered, sitting up, "where are we?"

"Godric's Hollow, in our cosy little house," said Alice.

Neville couldn't contain himself any longer and fell into his mum's arms. "I really must tell you," he said.

'Tell me what? Come on, tell me at breakfast." As if he were a small child, Alice took him by the hand and they walked down the stairs to breakfast together.

"Good morning, my eleven-year-old big boy," Frank greeted his son. Ah yes, that was something. Neville turned eleven yesterday.

"So, what did you want to tell us?" asked Alice as she fished for the milk that Frank was pulling further and further away from her.

"Who defeated Voldemort?" asked Neville.

"You're not serious, are you?" asked Frank, tipping the milk over.

"Yes, I am." Neville remained deadly serious and watched his dad wipe up the milk with a spell.

"They were six students at Hogwarts," said Alice, "They turned up, stayed for half a year, defeated the Dark Lord and disappeared. Without a trace. And everyone had a big gap in their memory, nobody can remember an hour."

"What do they know about the six of them?" Neville continued.

This time Frank replied, "Their names, although it's not certain if they're the right ones. Not even Dumbledore knows for sure. But they claimed to be called Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny, George, Luna and Neville. There was another boy called Draco with them, but he didn't fight...""Then I know what happened to the six - seven."

"What?" Neville's parents' eyes grew round. Like a hedgehog fish.

"And I know WHO these people are," he continued."Then tell me, please."

"The Harry you know is the Harry you knew. The Hermione you know is the Hermione you knew. The Ron you know is the Ron you knew. The Ginny you know is the Ginny you knew. The George you know is the George you knew. The Luna you know is the Luna you knew. The Draco you know is the Draco you knew. And the Neville you know is the Neville you knew. We came from the year 1998, the day after the Battle of Hogwarts. We travelled back in time and landed there. After we defeated Voldemort, the second time, and we went to sleep that night, we woke up here again. In 1991, without Voldemort."

"That means ... you're Neville Lovegood."

"Yes. And in the world with Voldemort, you were tortured into madness by Bellatrix, I didn't know you like that."