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* / DORIS.
“ i mean… ” doris had never thought any of it through, not in the slightest. she was sure that when she had joined in for battle, taking a clear side with the order under the agreement it would remain under wraps that it would. now all she could think of was if that list was true and what would happen if the wrong person got their hands on it. “ are we even sure its real? it could all be fake… ”
“i think, even though it may not be real, we have to pretend it is. for the sake of everyone else.” of course, she’s talking about her son and the rest of her family. now that she was a parent, she would do anything to protect her child, even if it meant trying to destroy that stupid list. there was NOTHING more important than their safety. “maybe it will blow over and nothing will happen, but we have to prepared for whatever could happen because well... if we aren’t, things could get real bad.”
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a dainty hand knocks on the door lightly before she enters, smile widening as she catches sight of her friend and baby. “hi ! i hope this isn’t a bad time. neville’s with his grandmum right now. she insisted on keeping him this afternoon so frank and i could rest a little bit.” resting was something alice had long forgotten how to do, so naturally she decided to pay lily a visit instead. even though alice was a little wary of leaving neville ( it was her first time, after all ), she decided to let it go this time. but she still can’t help but feel like her time with her son was already wearing thin. little neville had already grown so much in the past two weeks and with the added pressures of war looming over their heads, she just wished it wouldn’t slip through her fingers so fast. that was something she knew lily would understand. “how are you doing ?”
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moody and mysterious
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* / MINERVA.
minerva didn’t do this with all her students – visit them at the hospital, to congratulate them on their newborn son – but she made exceptions. some held a special place in her heart, and especially those who shared a spot in the order with her. and so, she held a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a small present for the newest addition to the longbottom in the other as she made her way over to the room in which she’d been told alice was residing. she didn’t have to look long, though, as she found herself nearly bumping into the new mother as she walked through the corridors. “i was coming to see you, actually,” she said, eyes falling on the baby in alice’s arms — so frail, so small, too young to understand the world around him. “before classes started, hence my earliness. i’m glad you’re awake.” a rare, genuine smile curled her lips. “congratulations, alice. how are you?”
her hazel eyes brighten once they catch sight of her visitor, expression a mixture of surprise and joy. “oh hi, professor ! what a wonderful surprise. it’s great to see you. thank you for coming.” minerva’s visit was, in her eyes, a tremendous honor. alice is aware of how busy she was, with school and the order, so the fact that she took time out of her day to see them well, that was a gift in itself. one that alice appreciates greatly. at her question, she just smiles, glancing down at neville who was finally sleeping peacefully. “i’m great, we’re great. just out for a little morning walk. he was a bit fussy earlier, so i was just trying to get him to calm down.” her arms move in rocking motions, careful not to disturb her son. her gaze shifts to the other woman, smile practically radiating happiness. “how are you ?”
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* / FRANK.
he was so beautiful. NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM. frank was really, truly a father now. and his son was absolutely gorgeous. neville’s soft breathing seemed to mingle with that of frank’s wife, a perfect harmony of peace bringing the hellscape of the outside world to a screeching halt. all that mattered right now was all that was in this room — his wife and his baby. cradling the child gently in his arms, frank blinked back another onslaught of tears, blindingly aware that even just the slightest of drops could wake the boy in an instant. he couldn’t disrupt the peace. the comfort. it was all just so beautiful… still blinking back tears as he looked at his little boy, frank heard the shuffle of alice waking on the bed, one hand immediately moving to grab his wife’s. ❛ hey, ❜ he whispered, looking up with a teary smile and squeezing her hand getly in his. ❛ he’s sleeping. ❜ // @ofalvces
alice is almost sure she’s dreaming when she begins to stir, eyes still heavy from sleep as they flutter open to discover her husband holding their beautiful baby next to her. this is one sight she knows she could never get tired of, utterly awestruck by her family together at last. by some miracle, this was their reality now. and she couldn’t feel more grateful. “hi.” her head turns to meet his gaze, eyes full of nothing but pure adoration as a smile graces her features. “this might be the sweetest thing i’ve ever seen. if you keep this up i’m definitely going to start crying again.” the tears in his eyes are almost enough to make her own well up, a rather COMMON occurrence in the longbottom household these days. but she just couldn’t help it. she’s been fortunate enough to experience love many times before, but never one quite like this.
she shifts, scooting over so there was room for frank to join her on the bed. her thumb runs along the top of his hand, bright eyes blinking up at him as she pats the space next to her with her free hand. “c’mere. i want to see my boys.” any doubts or fears she’d had before had faded ( some more than others ) the moment she’d held their son in her arms for the first time. now all she wanted to do was never let go.
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* / TED.
ted had been strolling idly through the hospital corridor of st. mungo’s - sent there with someone that had rather a dramatic entrance to the ministry after flooing for the first time. it was ted’s responsibility to make sure they got bandaged up, and anyway it gave him a chance to be away from the hustle and bustle for an hour or two. as he rounded the corner, half a cauldron cake shoved in his mouth, the other half in his hand he spotted alice. quickly gulping down the rest of the cake he approached he with a massive smile on his face. ‘alice!’ he whispered, though sounded ecstatic. ‘and a baby!’ it had been a while since they had seen each other, supposing she had been off work to have the baby, but he had become quite accustomed to seeing frank in the mornings. ‘accidents at the ministry but never mind that - he’s lucky he looks like you and not frank, got your nose n’ all.’
“hi, ted !” she greets him with the same enthusiasm given, smile widening as he approaches. ted’s presence always seemed to brighten her mood, even when she was already floating on cloud nine. even more so at work, where it was sometimes easy to get sucked into the dullness of the ministry. never around each other, though. “this is neville.” she shuffles closer, shifting her grip on him ever so slightly so ted could get a better look. pride is coursing through her veins, her excitement to show her little baby off clearly evident on bright features. ”ha, very funny. i think he has his father’s eyes, though. thankfully. ” her attention flickers back to ted, brows suddenly furrowing. “that accident you mentioned before.. is everything okay ? you’re okay, right ?” even though alice was technically supposed to be off work, she couldn’t help but wonder. there was an entire world ( and war ) moving on outside the hospital walls, one that she suddenly isolated from. all for good reasons, though.
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* / PETER.
peter startled back. terrified of knocking into alice, of sending the newborn careening towards the ground. with all of the babies suddenly surrounding him, he felt something like a bull in a china shop. a funny thought considering the size of his alter-animal-ego. “alice!” his lips barely moved, in an effort to replicate her quiet tone. eyebrows rising instead in emphasis. “and little longbottom!” he peered down at the tiny bundle, not having met the other order child recently born. but he had been in and out of st. mungo’s since lily went into labor. waiting nervously outside of the room while harry was born, bringing provisions and company afterwards. “i’ve just came from visiting little potter. if i come along with sirius, he’ll hog harry. how’s… did you really name him neville? wait should you be standing? let’s sit.” his eyes cast about for a chair, hands fluttering in the air not unlike a mother hen.
“hi, peter. it’s good to see you ! ” her expression lifts, softening as her gaze falls on him. she’s thankful it was someone she was already familiar with, even more so because of the chance to hear any news on the other baby down the hall. “i know what you mean. by some miracle i managed to slip in yesterday when everyone was gone and meet him. he’s absolutely adorable. is lily doing okay this morning ?” at that, her gaze shifts back to the child in her arms, adjusting the blankets tucked around him. the topic of name choice seems to a popular one, especially the one alice and frank gifted their own child with. “mhm, that’s his name. we wanted something a little... different. it’s not everyday you meet a neville, y’know.” at his next comment, she elicits a chuckle, head shaking. “i’m fine, really. wanted to stretch my legs a bit, actually. but if it would make you feel better...” she motions towards the bench at the end of the hall, feet already shuffling toward it, careful not to disturb neville. “you’re not in a hurry, are you ? i was going to ask if you wanted to hold him.” eyebrows raise slightly as she settles into the bench, smile playing on her lips.
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* / ELOISE.
she’s surprised to see alice , body nearly colliding with hers as she turns the corner . hands smooth over her blouse , restoring it to its perfect STATE before answering the question . “ had to pick up something before work .” a hangover remedy , most likely . even though it’s been years since she’s last spoken to alice for more than ten minutes , things seem to fall back into the place so easily . until eyes shift to the sleeping baby in her arms and suddenly . . . she remembers . it reminds her of how different their worlds were now , how quickly things HAD changed all those years ago . “ oh . is that … ? wow , uh congrats , al . he’s gorgeous . ” the nickname rolls off her tongue before she can stop it , flashing a half - hearted apologetic smile .
for a split second her expression falters, shocked. but then she’s back to her normal self, wide eyed and beaming as she gazes down at her baby. “uh huh, this is neville.” she shifts her sleeping son ever so slightly, allowing her OLD friend to get a closer look. eloise greengrass was the last person she expected to see that morning, in fact, she was the last person she expected to see in general. all the times they spent pretending they didn’t see each other at the ministry eventually faded into a mutual agreement to avoid each other at all costs, which wasn’t very hard to do these days. to be honest, alice wasn’t sure if she’d ever see her again. until now. “i know how you feel about babies so i won’t ask if you want to hold him, but you don’t have to stand so far away either. he’s not going to reach out and bite you.”
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* / ALASTOR
the last few days had been an intense but joyful world of news in the midst of so much misery and horror - and alastor tried to let every second of it seep into his bones, never to leave. something soft to hold onto. a bright smile rested on his lips as he walked through those haunted hallways, the prospect of the visit enough to push away the last memories of the place - that small pink face could get rid of it all. “ morning to you. “ he kept his voice at the same volume as hers, but his eye scouldn’t stay on hers for long. not when something so new and bright rested in her arms. “ wanted to get some of that hospital breakfast. “ he chuckled lightly. it became a bit of an habit in the past couple of days. go there before work. go there after work. “ how are you two doing ? where’s frank ? “
“ah, the delicious hospital breakfast. i’m definitely going to miss that when we go home.” her voice is softer than usual ( if possible ) , full of content and less stress. when he mentions the two of them, she can’t help but smile, gaze also shifting back to the sleeping bundle in her arms. “we’re great, just having a little morning stroll. we both couldn’t sleep so i figured a walk could do us both some good.” and by the looks of the snoozing child, it did. but she was still so new to this, still so unsure if what she was doing was actually RIGHT that she was mainly just doing what she could. “frank’s asleep. finally. it’s been a crazy couple of days, you know, so i want him to get as much rest as he can.” her arms rock neville slowly as she speaks before she shifts towards alastor, extending her arms towards him. “want to hold him ? oh, and we’re not missing too much at work, are we ?”
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it’s early morning but alice is wide awake, strolling along the empty corridors of st mungos. the woman is physically exhausted, worn out from all the events of the past few days, but she’s never felt more CONTENT in her whole life. she’s completely mesmerized by the sleeping bundle cradled in her arms, so much that she hardly notices when she is joined by another as she rounds the corner, glancing at the familiar face with bright eyes. “oh, hi ! good morning.” she coos, voice barely above a whisper as if to avoid waking the sleeping child nestled in her embrace. it’s almost impossible to tear her gaze away from her son ( afraid she might miss something important if she did ) but she eventually manages, offering nothing short of a beam. “what are you doing here so early ?”
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#NEVILLE. * / we’ll bleed and fight for you ; we’ll make it right for you.#this has been sitting in my drafts for MONTHS#once again alice is jane villanueva
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* / DORIS.
“ i don’t think it’s that brave, just got to be open and careful with ‘em. they are absolutely beautiful creatures, it’s a dream job honestly. “ truthfully doris could not have had a better job but it always hurt a little bit having to watch the babies grow up and leave with the exception of a select few that she still saw often and cared for. dragging alice to work had been an interesting experience and doris had learned her lesson, allow alice to come on her own terms. “ i would love for him to visit! oh it would be precious! “ the red head remarked happily clasping her hands together with a smile. “ almost always do, breaks my heart every time but i need a couple of them often. “
“i still remember how much you talked about wanting to do this when we were at hogwarts and well, here we are now. it’s crazy to think about how long ago that was even though it still feels like yesterday. i guess i’m feeling very NOSTALGIC lately.” she’d blame in on the hormones, but alice knew it was more than that being caught in the middle of a war often made her think of the things she cherished the most, and her friendship with doris was easily one of them. “well, if he’s anything like his father... then i’m sure he’ll be begging to go by the time he’s five. but we’ll see about that. and what you’re doing at that point. who knows, you could be working with the adult dragons by then. do you think you ever would ?”
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* / LILY.
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“ can you believe we’re almost there ? ” and lily isn’t talking about the large pile of baby clothes they’d almost sorted through . it’s saturday morning and the two women are lounging on the couch in lily’s home , glasses of tea sitting on the coffee table in front of them . lately , alice was one of the only people she could really talk to , due to their similar situations and lily was grateful for her company ( and shared eagerness to go shopping for baby stuff they probably didn’t need ) . “ i mean … it just feels crazy that its almost over . i don’t think i’m going to miss being pregnant , but i am going to miss getting away with stuff so easily .” she laughs as she folds a onesie , placing it in alice ‘s pile . “ i think you should take this one , by the way . i have about five more like this , just in different colors . i can’t imagine the eye roll i’d get from james if i kept it . ”
alice is uncharacteristically quiet, folding the various onesies littered across the couch and floor as they were passed to her. “things will be a lot different in a few weeks, that’s for sure. i’m definitely going miss using ‘ i’m pregnant ’ as an excuse for everything, though.” that’s it ? for once, alice doesn’t have much to say about the matter. normally she was full of energy, spouting off ideas about future playdates and shopping trips left and right. but today she’s particularly nervous, lips remaining shut until lily’s next comment. “are you sure ? if you like it, you should take it. who cares what james says.” she teases, nudging the woman with her elbow gently, smile faltering just slightly. a sigh falls “maybe i’m a little nervous. things have always felt so surreal, but it just hit me this morning. of course, i’m excited. i’ve always wanted this but i feel... i don’t know what i feel.”
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- ̗̀ task 006 alice is definitely still a HUFFLEPUFF !
forest or river?
river.
given the choice, would you rather invent a potion that would guarantee you:
love.
which would you rather be:
trusted.
if you could have any power, which would you choose?
the power of invisibility
you and two friends need to cross a bridge guarded by a river troll who insists on fighting one of you before he will let all of you pass. do you:
volunteer to fight.
what kind of instrument most pleases your ear?
the piano.
if you were attending Hogwarts, which pet would you choose to take with you?
tabby cat
heads or tails?
heads
let’s be real y’all... alice is the most hufflepuff person there is ! if she didn’t get hufflepuff i was going to be extremely pressed. anyway, the traits listed on pottermore were extremely her loyal, patient, hard-working, true.. all of which alice possess and exudes !
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