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[Thu, December 18th, 2008 @ 2:13pm] |
"Neeeeviillle..."
Water splashed on his face and he coughed, shaking his head. Pain had happened. He groaned, and tried to turn his head away from the long cold fingers that stroked his chin. "You need a shave, young man," said the chill-raising voice, and Neville felt the fingers replaced by the tip of a wand. He flinched. "Hush," she whispered. "It won't hurt." He heard the whisper of the spell and felt the short hairs fall off his face. He blinked as the face of Bellatrix Lestrange came foggily into veiw. "Much better," she said, pushing his hair back. He groaned as the burns under the short regrowth came afire under her fingers. "It's all right," she sing-songed. "It's over now. You can rest until tomorrow."
Neville's head fell forward as she stood up. She picked up his arm and fastened his wrist to the chain that was embedded in the wall. As soon as she was out of earshot he closed his eyes and curled up around himself and let a low sob escape.
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| March of the Damned |
[Tue, June 24th, 2008 @ 11:46am] |
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It had taken a while for Tonks to convince Kingsley to ignore Melissa Goyle for the time being. She was tucked away in a separate room, and Neville asked 'politely' to join them in the entrance hall. There he watched in amazement as the captured wizards and witches were marched out of the cells to stand in rows before them, their wrists chained together. Alyssa was toddling along at Narcissa's side. Neville steadfastly avoided meeting their eyes.
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| Neville: A Dog's Life (Chapter 6) |
[Fri, November 16th, 2007 @ 12:33pm] |
I was at the Gregoire’s for two months. Fifty-eight days and fifty-eight nights. For fifty of those fifty-eight nights, Melissa came to my room without her father’s knowledge or consent, and I made love to her. After a while I forgot I was doing it because she had threatened to cry rape to her father. I even forgot my obligation to her as her father’s slave. We were just like any other secret lovers, meeting once a night for amazing sex and exchanging wry glances whenever we happened to meet each other out of the confines of my room.
( Eventually she wanted to take me to her room... )
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| Neville: A Dog's Life (Chapter 5) |
[Tue, October 9th, 2007 @ 10:31pm] |
Tiffany died in September, 1999. I wasn’t bought again until November, and by that time I was very thin, and ill – I have no idea why they picked me. I must have been pretty cheap, I suppose.
( From that time on... )
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| Neville: A Dog's Life (Chapter 3) |
[Wed, August 15th, 2007 @ 8:19am] |
Four months into our ownership, Dillon and I were up on the last wall, and he was half leaning over, trying to help the others get the mortar up high enough to secure, when a whip-crack near his ear caused him to lose his balance and fall. It was twenty metres to the ground and he landed with a sound like pancakes hitting the ceiling. Sometimes I still dream about that sound.
( I almost fell myself in my hurry to get down to him... )
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| Neville: A Dog's Life (Chapter 2) |
[Wed, August 15th, 2007 @ 8:17am] |
We weren’t moved until three weeks after the end of the war, which meant the three of us had been down there for a month, and some of the others a lot longer. There were three deaths. One was old, and Horace diagnosed the other two as having died of fright – in other words, they worried so much over what was going to happen to them than their hearts just gave up.
( That seriously disturbed me. )
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| Neville: A Dog's Life (Chapter 1) |
[Wed, August 15th, 2007 @ 8:16am] |
The day I got the owl saying I'd passed all my NEWTs is the happiest day I can remember having after Hogwarts. I probably should have known it would all go downhill from there.
( The next day... )
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