Neville Longbottom

Voldermort's Curse

"Courage doesn't mean you don't get afraid, courage means that you don't let fear stop you."

Hogwarts: Year One.

Neville Longbottom was looking for his toad, he couldn't believe that Trevor had run off again.

"Is that you, Neville Longbottom?" A smiling brown-haired girl asked, "I'm Hermione." He shook her hand and told her about his missing toad.

"Oh I'll help you find it, let's look into each of the cabins."

As they started asking around, they finally came into the cabin it was sitting in. It was sitting inside Malfoy's cabin who had a couple of friends sitting with him.

"Look at this stupid boy with his stupid toad. Get this green slime away from here!" Draco snapped. His friend, Harry Potter laughed the loudest and hissed at Neville.

Luckily, like his grandmother said he found a few good chaps to be his friends, Ron and Hermione were really fun and nice to him.

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Hogwarts sorting session

Neville always thought he was going to be sorted into Hufflepuff or maybe Ravenclaw at the most but he was truly happy and sort of surprised that he got into Gryffindor, he never felt more at home because it was his parents' house and it was only one of the few things he knew about them except the famous curse that everyone always talked and asked him about.

Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, and their friends all got sorted into Slytherin which was no surprise,  Snape was giving them all a sly smile after they were sorted one after another. Snape had glared at him when he got sorted. Neville just couldn't even imagine how tough this year was going to be for him.

Hogwarts: Year three

"I think it's your wand," Luna suggested. Ron, Luna, and Hermione were discussing the possible reasons why Neville always screwed up his spells and potions. He had just set his entire class on fire, it was Snape, he was always intimidated when he stared at him like that. Herbology was the only class that he did well in.  

"It was my fathers but it could be the reason why my spells don't work," he shrugged.

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Ollivander Wand Shop

"Hello boys and girls," the old man greeted them as soon as they went in. It was always nice to be at a place where everything was kept where it belonged, the place felt cozy.

"Is there a wand that would match me better than this one?" Neville passed his wand to Ollivander.

"Can you give your wand a little nudge?"

Neville used his wand and red and blue sparks flew out of it.

"Oh, that cannot be right. Let me see if I can get you a better wand." He spent a lot of time looking around for a wand, after trying a few wands, he finally took out an 11'' inch wand which had a phoenix feather core.

Ollivander seemed a little hesitant to give him the wand. Neville felt the power as soon as the wand came into his hands. He happily paid him for the wand.

It was almost like a curse was broken, Neville was slowly becoming a braver version of himself, he was still scared of a few things but he was slowly becoming a better wizard, a braver human being.

He even once stood up to Draco Malfoy for making fun of him.

Dumbledore loved him and he had other teachers who liked him too, it was not quite like before that everyone was always disappointed in him. He started getting himself into activities and sports.