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Harry Potter Promise NR.7

Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 91.9, Source: sexstories.com

themselves. He was ecstatic to learn that he didn't have to introduce the Patronus Charm, now that the Dementors had defected, since Harry had done it for him several months earlier. He told his seventh year class that they would all most likely receive extra credit on their NEWT for being able to cast a corporeal Patronus. Harry dragged Neville away one evening, telling Ginny to keep the others in the common room, as he pulled Neville to the Room of Requirement, asking for a quiet place for them to talk and not be interrupted. "Talk." It was almost a command, but Harry somehow managed to make it sound like a request, as he sat down on one of the sofa's the room offered. Neville collapsed onto the other couch, and buried his head in his hands. "I'm trying not to think about it," he admitted. Harry nodded, understanding. Neville sighed, sitting up and looking over at his friend. "I want to kill them." Harry nodded again, knowing that Neville was talking about the Lestrange family, but didn't say anything, just letting the teenager talk. "They destroyed my life." His gaze dropped to his lap. He fell silent after that, and Harry let the silence percolate for a few minutes, before he spoke. "They deserve to rot in prison, but Neville, your life isn't destroyed." Neville looked up sharply, and Harry sighed. "I can't imagine what it was like for you, being able to see your parents but not have them recognize you." Neville flinched. "In many ways, I think you probably had it ... worse than me. I wish there was something I could do to give you your parents back. But look at what you've got, Neville." Neville still looked confused, so Harry elaborated. "You're a good person, you're smart and talented, you've got good friends, and a grandmother who loves you, even if she doesn't always know how to show it. Yeah, your life would probably have been better with parents, but don't belittle their sacrifice. Frank and Alice Longbottom gave their sanity for you. Be angry, but use your head. Train, work hard, and I promise you, when you go to collect, I'll be right there by your side." Neville couldn't help but stare at the teenager sitting across from him. Harry's voice was a mix of pain, anger, sorrow, worry, determination, and even a slight hint of disappointment at the words Neville had used. It made Neville ashamed, as he realized that he had let Harry down. He nodded, biting his lip. "I'm sorry, Harry. I don't mean to sound so dramatic. I just miss my parents. I wish there was a cure, as well." Harry furrowed his brow in thought. An idea was niggling in the back of his mind, but he knew he would need to do a lot of research before he even thought of getting Neville's hopes up. So instead, he sighed and stood up. "Just keep doing what you're doing. The Lestrange's will pay. I promise you that." And Neville believed him. Together, the Gryffindors headed back to the common room. Thankfully, their friends didn't comment on their departure or arrival, and they ...