#Deathly hallows neville

[pottersource]

Harry Potter, the boy who lived... come to die.

[iamnmbr3]

I like the parallel of Neville the alternate "Chosen One" having a close relationship with Aberforth just like Harry, the actual Chosen One, was close to Albus. And I also like the contrast - Aberforth and Neville are much more equal and Aberforth is much more honest and less manipulative than his brother.

[everythingistakensothisismyname]

HP thoughts and headcanons

I just read again the whole HP series and I've fallen into my HP phase

Firstly I started thinking about one line Dumbledore has in the seventh book; the sorting is too early. I would love au, where the kids are sorted later, like in the fourth or fifth year. It would make the relationships between houses much better.

Some headcanons now:

I love to think that Ron and Neville are actually great friends. Like they both give me 'im insecure, but my friends can't be insecure' vibe. They would be safe person to each other.

Okay, I know this is controversial, but I think that Molly is a bad mother to some of her children. Not all of them but some of them. I understand that Harry needs a motherly figure, but she treats him better than Ron, Fred and George. Like these three are just so overlooked by her.

Most of these headcanons are about Ron, bcs he deserves the world, and I won't stand any ron weasley bashing. He loves cooking, especially baking. Like he would give his friends some baked goods as presents bcs he could not afford to buy presents. He would be really nervous about it, but his friends would love the treats. I also see him opening a bakery in the future bcs tbh he isn't auror material.

Also, I love good brother Percy. He has a specific way of supporting his brothers, but he would stand with them against the world.

One last thing, in deathly hallows, none of the Slytherins stayed for the battle, and I think that's bullshit. Just because Harry thinks every Slytherin is bad, it doesn't mean all of them are bad. Some of them would stay. Like in the same book, Harry tells his son that it's okay to be Slytherin, and it doesn't mean he is bad. A few chapters back, he called all the Slytherins cowards. I hate this. Some of them would stay. Fight me on this.

[porcelaism]

𝒢⠀⠀⠀⠀𓈒⠀⠀⠀⠀Longbottom⠀⠀ˏ⠀⠀⠀⠀⟡

[hogwartscastle]

Spent the last eight nights watching the HP movies.

What the hell am I supposed to do now?

[mxlfoydraco]

i cant get over this scene. she didn’t even expect anyone to see it, she painted it for herself because they made her that happy. someone hold me no one deserves this girl

[h3rm0n13]

[greenhousethree]

Forbidden (Happy Birthday, Neville.)

Sending belated wishes to my main man, Mr. Number Two, with this (not so micro)fic. Also available on AO3.

DH missing moment, November 1997.

His favorite thing about this place is the quiet.

That’s the way he thinks of it, anyway. It’s not really quiet, though, not ever. In fact, the longer he stands still, the louder it becomes.

He shouldn’t be here. Luna would admonish him, if she knew.

But they’ve run out of dittany again. His knuckles sting, ribs throbbing, and then there’s the fury screaming in his ears, a distant rushing… his own hoarse voice, a blend of the way they’d sounded, probably… taunts from the woman who slipped through his fingers, seared inside his skull…

He needs the quiet. Forbidden or not.

There’s something about being in a forest— this forest, particularly— that muffles everything else. Trees swallow him beneath a canopy the moment he sets foot on the path, closing rank behind him.

Surprising, really, that anything grows there at all. Professor Sprout— Pomona, as she’s insisting now— guessed there might only be dark-dwelling species, when he asked.

But he sees the truth when he’s here. Marvels at it. Agapanthus, bone-white and taller than he stands, blooms toward a sun it rarely sees. Cobra lilies large enough to fill Hagrid’s tankards; bulges of devil’s tooth oozing jammy blood. Bouncing bulbs and Witch’s Ganglion, native elsewhere, thriving here. 

It’s all around him, in the dark, in the quiet. Roots probing deep through soil steeped in magic. An ecosystem that breathes, pulsing and skittering, overhead and underfoot. The forest mocks winter’s approach.

A twig snaps as he presses on. His cloak isn’t enough tonight. His breath forms icy ghosts, late November air slipping down his collar as he wonders, for the fifteen-thousandth time, about the empty beds in his dorm. Seamus still hasn’t heard from Dean. He supposes it’s good they haven’t heard from the others. 

To his left, a Hinkypunk’s wispy glow bobs between trees, an ethereal green promise.

Ginny would laugh if she knew he’d come. Or she might’ve, before last night. Michael did the best he could today with a t-shirt, fashioned her a sling while she bit down on a rag.

The irony isn’t lost on him, though: finding solace in a place used for punishment. A place thrumming with otherworldly dangers, evolved to deceive and parasitize unwitting hosts. Lately, it’s oddly comforting, the idea that everything out here once muscled its way through the soil, alone in the dark with the same goal. A life much simpler, at least, than one marred by human cruelty.

He thinks of Luna, telling him the moon has rejuvenating powers. Tilts his face skyward, as if he might catch some of the light trickling in. The idea tugs at the corners of his lips.

He stumbles across the spot sooner than he expected, startled by the sudden brightness. The nearly-full moon casts a pearly wreath of leaves around the clearing. As he sidesteps a gnarled, dead-looking stump with care, he finds himself beneath silver beams.

Nothing grows here. Like a hole was ripped clean through the woods, trees uprooted without a trace. The earth seems to reach up and pull him down with gobs of filthy webbing. Clinging to his feet, matted with brown, shriveled things that have rotted away. He’s never seen so much as a bird fly through.

He’s always wondered if something might’ve happened. Wonders now, with a thrill of foreboding, if that something has happened yet. And why, despite seeking life, his feet keep bringing him back.

Somewhere in the trees, an owl shrieks a warning.

He stands there, transfixed, until his toes are numb. Stiff, clumsy fingers wrap around his wand and lead the way back into the shadows, where he finds welcome darkness in the tree cover. And despite the bitter cold, despite the pain hammering in his chest and buckling his knee, he longs to linger here among the foliage. To find a home alongside creatures that remain immune to his presence, unbothered by his wand. 

He continues back anyway. Always back, toward a castle that thrusts against the black sky: a glowing shell, cradling something sinister. Like a shoot probing through soil, he's tunneling toward a beacon he’s long since learned to be false.

As he nears the mouth of the trail, his left hand slips into his pocket. The coin is heavy in his palm, pitted beneath his thumb with ridges along the edge. Cold, unchanging.

It took him years to realize what it takes to thrive here. Now, he sees how everything around him has managed to break the code, to grow in the forest with resolute audacity, daring to exist. Coming back year after year, calloused by another woody layer of protection. Blindly reaching toward a sun they might see again, alone and together, in the quiet.

Thanks so much to @honeydukesheroine and @turanga4 for the wonderful beta and cheer reads!

[supernightboy08]

“Harry’s heart did beat for us for all of us IT’S NOT OVER!”

- Neville Longbottom

[theaskywalker]

Imagine grabbing a butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks with Neville

Masterlist

[corneliaavenue-ao3]

See what happens now!

Harry - Well he did techinically die, but lets say he doesn't come back. Neville still kills Nagini. Hermione realizes that Harry probably was a Horcrux, and why he had to die. Harry's protection for everyone still exists just like Lily's protection for him lasted after she died. Voldemort cannot kill anyone else. After Molly kills Bellatrix, Voldemort turns to kill her, but he misses. Members of the DA all fire at Voldemort at once in a variety of spells. One of them hits Voldemort's green spell and fires back on himself and kills him. No one knows for sure who it was (it was Ginny's).

Ron - Died in the explosion along with Fred. Percy Weasley is distraught, losing two of his younger brothers right when he gets them back on his side for the first time in years. He feels entirely guilty, and goes on a rampage. It is unclear how many death eaters die at the hands of Percy Weasley that night. Harry and Hermione are once again lost and have no clue how to move on now that the glue that holds their group together is now gone forever.

Hermione - (Hello Sam). She died in the Fiendfyre. Nothing for the rest of the book changes, except Ron is absolutely inconsolable. He just watched someone he was in love with and then his brother die in front of him in a span of a few minutes. When Voldemort announces that Harry Potter is dead, Ron loses his absolute shit. Instead of Neville, it is Ron who runs forward and tries to attack Voldemort. The Sorting Hat is forced on his head, proving that he is a not a coward that his insecurities told him for years, he pulls out the Sword of Gryffindor. Ron is the only person to kill two of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

Ginny - Your finger must have slipped, you picked the wrong person. I could never allow anyone to kill off the love of my life.

Luna - Bellatrix got her in the end. Hermione and Ginny both watch her go down. Ginny, who thought her best friend was dead for months, finally got her back, and now lost her again, seeths with blind fury. Out of all the spells that she aims at Bellatrix, it is her signature Bat-Boogey hex that lands. While distracted with snot monsters, Molly Weasley comes off and finishes the job.

Neville - Voldemort cannot kill Neville because of Harry's love shield, but Bellatrix can. Bellatrix attacks Neville after he kills Nagini realizing how much it upsets her master. Sweet, little Hannah Abbott watched this happens and absolutely loses her shit. Hannah, Ginny, Luna, and Hermione all take down Bellatrix, and now with one more wand in the mix, Bella goes down. Hannah was the one who had the final blow.

George - Died before he knew Fred was also dead. Thankfully never knew he lived in a world without his twin. The Weasley Family mourns the loss of the twins. Albus Severus is renamed to Fredrick Georges Weasley. McGonagall retires when she realizes she has to deal with both James Sirius and his little brother.

Draco - Died in the Fiendfyre trying to prove himself. Harry lied to Narcissa telling her that he was alive when he very much knew he wasnt, so Harry makes it back to the final battle. However, Narcissa is now pissed realizing that her son is dead. She teams up with Bellatrix to fight Luna, Hermione, and Ginny. This time, it is Narcissa's spell that almost hits Ginny. Molly ends up killing both her and her sister.

[ooaassiiss]

Harry Potter: FILM SERIES (2001-11)

DIRECTOR(S):  David Yates, Alfonso Cauron, Mike Newell, and Chris Columbus.

BRIEF SUMMARY: Adaptation of the first of J.K. Rowling's popular children's novels about Harry Potter, a boy who learns on his eleventh birthday that he is the orphaned son of two powerful wizards and possesses unique magical powers of his own. He is summoned from his life as an unwanted child to become a student at Hogwarts, an English boarding school for wizards & Witches. There, he meets several friends who become his closest allies and help him discover the truth about his parents' mysterious deaths.

[ihsnamih]

My toxic trait is that if you have not read the Harry Potter books and are watching the movies with me I will pause every scene and will explain the ENTIRE backstory that led to it. Every time. It helps me feel alive.

[chaztalk]

Neville (avenging his parents)

Hermione (for torturing her)

Lupin (avenging his best friend’s death)

Augusta Longbottom (avenging her son and daughter-in-law)

Voldemort (for fumbling the bag when the Trio were captured)

Molly (self-explanatory)

[georgies-ftts]

listen I haven’t watched Harry Potter in a while and i’m sure this argument is already been solved but why did Harry use another spell other than a killing curse? like yeah the killing curses are iLlEgAlL but Voldemort was a bad bad man

so surely

everyone would’ve been like “yeaaaah don’t worry boss man you killed THE Dark Lord, the guy we literally don’t say the name of cause he’s so dangerous, so we’ll let this one slide”