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Monday, May 5th, 2003

Subject:Owl to Harry
Time:11:47 am.
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Subject:ginny and other things...
Time:11:44 am.
I'm worried. Is Ginny going to be ok? I hurt her best friend; my sworn enemy.

I need to owl Harry... warn him. Whoever that boy was, there's no question he will come back and there's no doubt in my mind that he has something to do with Harry's parents' death...

For now, I have to comfort Ginny. Not that that's... a bad thing.
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Thursday, April 24th, 2003

Subject:Another sleepless night.
Time:12:31 am.
Mood: sleepy.
Dear Diary,
I finally know what I'm missing. It's that owl I had from Gran. Wonder what I did with it... I had a bad dream the night Thomas or whatever his name is owled me. It was mum and dad in their right minds. Just about to tuck me in when... I woke up. I... haven't been able to sleep since. I've noticed Harry sometimes sleep talks about a man named "Thomas". Maybe I should ask him... no. Ginny is a big girl. She can take care of herself. She knows the difference between good and evil. She wouldn't put me into an sort of danger.

Maybe I will ask Harry. Just to make sure.

McGonagall said my colour doesn't look too good. She's sending me to the Hospital Wing if I don't improve.
Aside from the fact I'm going mad, I haven't talked to Gin in a while. I was hoping to talk to her soon. You know, pick up where we left off. It's been a rough week and a half.
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Wednesday, April 23rd, 2003

Time:12:21 am.
I can't help, but feel like I"m missing something very important. It's like I had it, then it disappeared. Hmph.

I wonder where Gin has been. Is it me? Maybe it was something I did. Maybe if I hold my Remember-All. >digs around in his robes and pockets<

That's funny... it was right here. Am I loosing my mind?

I had a horrible dream last night. It was... I can't say. I need to talk to someone about this. Maybe someone from the dream. Maybe... Harry.

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Tuesday, April 22nd, 2003

Time:11:31 pm.
Mood: awake.
Owl to Gran

Gran, did Mum and Dad know anyone by the name of Thomas? He was part of the alum of Hogwarts... I'm guessing part of their class? Owl back soon, Gran.


Owl from Gran to Neville
Do not communicate with this man. Don't question me. Just DO NOT communicate with him.


Neville folds the owl without reading and crams it into his robe pocket. He hurries off to practice his charms, forgetting all about the owl.

((jess aka tom riddle, im me next time i'm on or something. tell me when you're on most often))
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Wednesday, April 16th, 2003

Subject:owl to gin.
Time:11:44 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
>takes out wand<
>water shoots out of the glass and pours all over him<
erch... ACCIO TOWEL!
>a towel falls neatly onto the table and Neville uses it to dry off. His charms have obviously improved, but he doesn't seem to notice<

Might as well write a note to Gin...

>takes out quill and parchment<

Note to GinnyCollapse )

>Neville rests his head on his hand<

Here goes nothing.

>Holds up his wand and floats it to the Gryffindor girl's dorm, onto Ginny's pillow
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Monday, April 14th, 2003

Time:1:27 pm.
Mood: hopeful.
Dear Diary,
What can I say about Ginny? I know she liked Harry and I am no where near him. But I genuinely like her. She's nice, pretty, kind to animals, and to dumb gits like me. I mean, she did go to the Yule Ball with me.

When she kissed me, it was such a rush. I can't explain it. I'm not sure if she feels the same way about me. It's quite possible she doesn't. It wouldn't be a shock, but... I can't help wonder if she felt the same thing I did.

- Neville -
>end private
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Sunday, April 13th, 2003

Time:10:49 pm.
Mood: surprised.
kissed gin... can't speak... i like her...
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Time:12:34 am.
Mood: accomplished.
>Neville quietly comes into the Great Hall and appears quite different than before, quiet and a bit attractive. He slides to the very end of the table and eats little as he scribbles...<
Dear Diary,
Not much to say. I've been up to studying and such. I saw Ginny today. She looks older, much more mature.

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Monday, February 24th, 2003

Time:11:02 am.
Mood: aggravated.
Dear Diary,
I've only been up from studying to eat and sleep. It's HARD! McGonagall says my charms are getting better although Professer Flitwick fails to notice.

[private] I've actually been doing MUCH better, but I try to suppress it during class. I mean... people tend to pay attention to the squeaky wheel. RIght? [/end private]

- Neville
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Friday, February 14th, 2003

Time:12:02 pm.
Mood: exhausted.
Dear Diary,
How can Hermione study so much!? I can barely do it.

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Tuesday, February 11th, 2003

Time:10:47 pm.
Dear Diary,
Damn McGonagall has put me on a VERY strict studying schedule which means my only free time is spent in my special place for about two hours. That's where I practice my spells. I don't know why I haven't found time to write to you. I guess it's because I am changing so much. I miss mum and dad.

Owl to Gran
I know you told me not to ask, but I can't help to be curious. What was in the book you used a () charm on? How're Mum and Dad doing?


Reply from Gran
It is none of your business.
Did you remember to do your homework?


I guess a good thing about McGonagall's help is I'm getting a lot less Howlers from Gran for my grades. Oh, and I'm not getting as many owls of forgotten stuff either. Trevor is hopping off again and I think I hear McGonagall calling for me.

- Neville -
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Friday, January 24th, 2003

Time:9:10 am.
Mood: lonely.
Dear Diary,

Lucius Malfoy... our new DADA teacher... I wrote to Gran about it and she was ABSOLUTELY furious.

I asked McGonagall how it could all happen and she replied, "Dumbledore knows what he's doing."

Wasn't doubting Dumbledore's motives... more concerned about Professer Malfoy's.

Trevor has been sticking around a lot more lately. Not sure why. Always thought he hated me.

Back in reality, I found a new spot to sort out my problems and write in this journal. I just ... can't...

Why am I not a Hufflepuff anyway? What worth am I to Gryffindor? Obviously none.

I doubt anyone missed me over the summer. The only owls I sent were to mum and dad. And the ones I recieved were about Muggle pornography or "mortgages"... whatever those are. I. don't. fit. in. here.

- Neville -
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Tuesday, January 21st, 2003

Time:11:26 pm.
Mood: uncomfortable.
Dear Diary,
Classes started today. As usual, I'm the only one no one missed. Of course Hermione said "Oh, Neville, it's GREAT to see you." and I had to mumble "you too".
Like I actually matter to her.
I'm starting to enjoy the company of myself. McGonagall said the tutoring will commence at the beginning of next week.
I wrote some owls to Mum and Pop. The doctors said I should try and help them remember. Keep writing them owls.
Gran said to try to be strong. She wouldn't understand, she's a damn good witch.

- Neville -
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Friday, January 17th, 2003

Time:12:35 am.
Mood: frustrated.
Dear Diary,
'Supose I should write to you about all that has happened over the summer. Ever since the "incident" with the Ravenclaws, Professer McGonagall (who is a friend of Gran's) has been coming to visit and tutoring me. I still cannot get this whole Pincushion/Hedgehog thing, but at least it doesn't have legs anymore. Just wiggles a bit. McGonagall said with practice I may become a good wizard after all. *beams* It's a better compliment than most.

So, I'm finishing my summer homework now so McGonagall can check it over a bit and help me.

School starts soon *winces* I wish I could forget that.

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Thursday, January 16th, 2003

Time:1:18 pm.
Mood: depressed.

4th Year, Last week of School

/End OOC\

There he was, walking down the corridor looking for Trevor. Neville stumbled over a loose cobblestone and fell to the ground on the other side of a hedge.
Three fifth-year Revenclaws were walking across the grass, speaking loudly about classes and such.
"I think the hardest part of Charms were those Memory ones."
"Oh I know... they were midly amusing to hear each other bumble around like Neville Longbottom."
"Yeah, he's such a dumb git."
"I hope I never end up like him."

Neville abruptly stood up. The three Ravenclaws' mouths fell open. Professer McGonagall, who had heard everything, stood in astonishment as well. Without a word, Neville turned and ran to the Gryffindor Common Room.
"Mr. Longbottom, Neville... wait." McGonagall flew past the students to try and catch up with the boy.

Tears streaming down his face, Neville rushed past Harry, Ron, and Hermione in the Common Room.
"Oi Neville, you ready to practice those... charms..." Hermione trailed off as she watched Neville run up to his dorm.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked.
"He looked upset." Ron said.
"Great observation, Ron." Hermione snapped.
The door suddenly flew open, Professer McGonagall, who rarely made appearences in the Common Room, stood looking flustered and upset as well.
"Where's Neville?" she asked the trio.
"He rushed upstairs." Harry pointed towards the dorms.
"Please go retrieve him, Harry." McGonagall rested her hand on a chair.

"Umm... Neville?" Harry started.
"I'm fine, no need to worry about stupid old Longbottom." Neville muffled from under his pillow.
"Err... McGonagall is downstairs. She wants to speak with you."
"Tell her not to worry, I'm just a stupid git who no one cares about."
Harry, now speechless, stood in the door for a moment.
"GO!" Neville yelled furiously. Harry stumbled out the door, afraid of Neville for a moment.

Neville heard McGonagall outside the doors (she was not allowed in due to a Gender Line put around the door). She continued to try and coax him out with chocolates and threats of telling his Gran. Finally, she transfigured herself into the rigid grey tabby cat and crossed the doorway. As she transformed back and attempted to comfort him, he sobbed harder until he finally said.
"Please Professer McGonagall, there is no need to worry about Neville Longbottom."
Exhausted and out of ideas, McGonagall patted his back and transformed back into the grey tabby cat then walked out the doorway.

The rest of the week dragged by for Neville, but he looked forward to going back home and being away from the other Hogwarts students.
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Tuesday, January 14th, 2003

Time:10:35 pm.
Mood: nostalgic.
Dear Diary,
Gran gave this to me today. Y'see, I was searching through boxes in the attic and found this old creaky diary of Dad's. Just as I was about to open and read it, Gran came running upstairs and took it away. She said ti wasn't mine but I swear it was his writing scrawled on the first page. Odd, it's like there's something in there she doesn't want me to remember. Not like I'd remember it either way.
All I seem to be doing all summer is searching through these old boxes looking for something I remember about my parents. I guess I was only a few years old. Well, as old as Harry was when he recieved the scar.
Although I didn't know them well, I miss Mum and Pop. When I visit them, they don't even know who I am. The hospital sent an owl saying Mum learned to tie her shoes this week.
Is it possible to miss someone you never knew?


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