The buried spell through my eyes

Neville Longbottom Part 1

 Neville Longbottom

As I was rocking back and forth on my light green rocking chair with my 6 year old granddaughter , Alice, in my lap, she was drifting away to sleep but in the corner of my eye I see her staring at something so I ask her what she's looking at. She says

"Well granddad I'm looking at that shiny red robe"

As memories flood back into my head I try to form enough words together to make a sentence.

"Well Alice, have I not told you about my adventures at Hogwarts."

Alice shakes her head. There was a long pause as all my thoughts rushed through my whole body. Every single one, even the ones that I no longer thought I remembered. The good ones and the bad ones. But everyone one of them made me feel homesick, I longed for a place that I knew I could not go back to.

"Well are we going to be here all day? Tell me!!"

Alice begged.

"Ok....ok..... Well when I was a little boy, I went to school in the most fabulous

place it was filled with magic, and potions and amazing people, though not all were very good, talented but not good they used their powers for evil and we had to learn how to protect ourselves from evil. The school was called Hogwarts"

As each word came out the more I felt like I was getting sucked back into the past and reliving it all. The familiar feeling of the cold dewy air on my skin. As I run in between platform 9 and 10 I walk further and further into the gloomy fog that it starts to reveal the beautiful red and black train, Hogwarts express, with every little detail I study it makes me feel warm inside. I had already gotten all my wizarding bits and bobs and I was so ready for the school year that before I knew it I was on the train all ready and as I looked around I saw how beautiful it really was, the worn out seats, the beige walls with wooden trim, everything about it screamed home. I found one of the worn out seats to sit in and put my toad, Trevor right beside me.

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As I was buying some lollies and opening my chocolate frog boxes to get the wizard cards. I really wanted to get Albus Dumbledore, he's the only card I didn't have. I hear in a high pitched voice coming from a bushy haired girl saying

"Are you looking for the Wizarding cards I read all about them in, Hogwarts a history, did you know that I've got all of them?"

" you do? That's bloody amazing I only need one more"

I said

"I'm Hermione Granger, what's your name?" she held her hand out for me to shake "I'm Neville Longbottom pleasure to meet you" my hand touched her soft skin and it was so soft it's was like a baby's bottom nothing like Trevor's skin though, that reminds me "Hermione meet my toad tre-" Trevor's not there... "TREVOR...TREVOR... Trevor where did you go"

"No worries, I will go find him for you. I need to meet some new people anyway."

As she rushed away I opened my last chocolate frog. Dumbledore. I got him, maybe my luck is looking up. I pause from telling my story to see if Alice is still listening. She is looking up to me

"please tell me more granddad". So I continue my story. We didn't find Trevor on the train so I left the train to ride these magical boats that rowed themselves! We soon arrived at Hogwarts Castle. We walked inside and all the first years huddled together. And an old woman came walking in.

"Welcome to Hogwarts!! Now in a few moments you will pass through these doors and join your classmates but before you can, you have to be sorted into your houses there are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're here your house will be like your family your triumphs will earn you points any rule breaking and you will lose points at the end of the year the house with the most points will be awarded the house Cup-"

"TREVOR" I saw Trevor right beside Professor Mcgonagall foot. I felt super bad for interrupting her, I put Trevor into my biggest pocket. I apologized and she went back to explaining.

"the sorting ceremony will begin momentarily."

"so it's true then what there saying on the train Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts" I heard coming from a platinum blonde boy

"Harry Potter?" Everyone gasped. I was shocked I didn't know someone as famous as Harry Potter would be in my year. If you didn't know, Harry Potter was the most famous wizard ever. He's the one who survived the most powerful wizard ever his name is I whispered. It sent shivers down my spine. 

TO BE CONTINUED.........