Neville Longbottom Now And Then Novels & Stories

I asked Norma. Norma looked up, a smile plastered on her beautiful face. "That is Koltin Barnes," she leaned in closer then whispered in my ear, "you know, the guy who saved me the other day." "Oh." I watched Koltin closely as he took a seat right next to Norma. He was wearing black-framed glasses and a brown knitted hat and for some unknown reason, he reminded me a lot of Neville Longbottom. They both had that cute, nerdy smile. Afraid that he might notice me staring, I tried my best to look elsewhere. Compared to Hunter and his tattoos, Koltin looked like a saint.

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“Mr. Knowles is doing well now, isn’t he?” Madam Nera held up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and nodded. “Yeah, he’s not as idle as he was before this anymore.”

continued of Delia holding back a laugh. "Ouh!" Nevan exclaimed feeling less comfortable than the younger cousin. Delia threw a joke at him, with a long, curved tongue sticking out. "Aaiits, wait! It seems that Nevan has turned into a strange human!" she said. Delia threw words that made others think and began to notice Nevan's expression at the same time. Seeing Nevan being hurled with sensitive remarks, Bellona and Felix looked at each other worriedly.

‘I don’t think it’s of any harm’, she responded, wishing that would calm him down. Just as they were conversing, Neville walked in, wearing a black jeans with a block top with his wine leather jacket. Seeing it was Neville, this caused an eyebrow raising from Kingsley and he became more worried about his baby sister. They all starred at themselves, Kingsley seeing the matching outfits was scared that probably this was going to far, while the love birds were thinking of the possibility of their similar choice of wear. ‘Be careful’, Kingsley whispered to Aurora, not wanting to cause a scene.

Without another word, she turned and walked beside Jeffrey. I watched them disappear into the night, my fists tightening unconsciously. --- Back in the dorms, I collapsed on my bed. My roommate, a skinny guy with dreadlocks named Musa, looked up from his laptop. “Yo, Neville. Word around campus is you dropped a senior.” “News travels fast,” I muttered. “Fast? Bro, somebody recorded it. It’s already on the school forum.” He turned the screen toward me. Sure enough, there I was—ducking Bernie’s hook, then delivering the knockout. The clip looped over and over with hundreds of comments underneath.

Camellia Nero has been acting odd these past few days. He seems to be a lot more attentive, constantly telling me he loves me even when I can’t return the sentiment yet. I know I shouldn’t be complaining but I can tell when something’s up. Right now I’m in the kitchen with Osiris. He’s helping me cook and talking about his problems a bit. I don’t mind at all and wish I could have had someone like that when my memories were taken.

Nevile chuckled lowly and mockingly, "Feisty, I guess you don't know who I am yet, new boy, do you?" He snarled, his hands tightening into a fist, "Get lost before I break the other side of your face." My breath caught, and his shadow swallowed me as his hand rose. The door creaked open just as Neville was about to explode. The sound alone was enough to calm the air, as if the entire room knew who was about to enter.

“Somewhere without headlines or boardrooms or ex-business partners with vendettas.” “I’ll book something remote,” he replied dryly. “Like Mars.” I let out a soft laugh, the tension in my chest loosening just a little. Next week, the world would see the new face of Blackwood Enterprises. There was a knock on the door and Julian stepped in. “Hi brother, Neville.” He greeted, dropping on one of the chairs in front of my desk. “That's my cue to leave, bye Adrian.” Neville said, slapping Julian on the back as he walked out. The false enmity between the two men never ceased to amaze me.

" Rachel asked in a choked voice. Neville was silent, trying had to remember. "I remember him driving an expensive white jeep with a Harvard Law School sticker on the back, sorry that's all I can remember, ah ad one more thing! He has tattoo on his left arm, a Scorpio!" Neville said quietly. After they were done with Neville, Noah ad Rachel paid for their lunch which Neville vehemently refused because he insisted on giving it free to them. In the car, Rachel was busy typing Zachary Brown's name into an Internet search engine but as she suspected, it was a fake name that wasn't listed anywhere.