Rating:
PG-13
House:
The Dark Arts
Characters:
Neville Longbottom
Genres:
Angst General
Era:
Multiple Eras
Spoilers:
Philosopher's Stone Goblet of Fire
Stats:
Published: 07/05/2002
Updated: 07/05/2002
Words: 714
Chapters: 1
Hits: 445

Bittersweet Musings

TrishaWillowand

Story Summary:
The musings of a Gryffindor gone bad. A little out of character.

Posted:
07/05/2002
Hits:
445
Author's Note:
I have nothing against the characters that I may have bashed and this fic may be a little out of character for him/her.

I sit in the Great Hall eating breakfast. Around me my housemates are eating and laughing. Ron tells a joke and I smile. No I don't laugh. I don't laugh much anymore. I guess that I never really have. It is a smile of irony. Irony is because soon this scene will change. Because of them, because they never listened or even paid attention. I look at each of them. Those three who became such close friends these past seven years. I never had a chance at becoming one of them. So, I found new friends. Those three who have caused Lord Voldemort so much trouble. The famous Harry Potter, his courage, logic and even power have kept him alive until today. Yes today he will be the first to die. Then there is Ron Weasley, he's so much like me always clinging to someone's shadow, hoping that one day some one will see him rather than his friends and brothers. He'll give his life for Harry well at least he'll try to. Ah Hermione Granger, I must say that I have loved her since fourth year even before her idiot friends ever saw her as a girl. She would never look twice at me. Yes these are the people I have betrayed.

I've lost my parents to madness, and now I have lost Hermione to Ron. I have no friends here. I know what they say about me behind my back. 'He's a squib he doesn't know how to do anything'. They think I can't do anything right. Well I'm sorry that nobody can be as perfect as bloody !@#$%&* Harry Potter.

There's the signal. I stand and give an excuse. I walk out of the Great Hall. I don my Death Eater robes and the mask to go with them and I wait in the designated passage. Soon he comes. We all bow to him and he follows us out of the passage. Draco Malfoy walks next to me. He's wearing his mask but I know that it's him. I once blamed him for a curse that I had put on myself and the Fabulous Gryffindor Trio believed me. They couldn't believe an almost squib like me could do that, well I did. Well I did!!!!!

We enter the Great Hall and Professor McGonagall stands. Dumbledore has left for a meeting of some sort so she's in charge. "What are you doing here?" she asks Lord Voldemort waspishly. I think I heard her voice quaver just a little. I can almost smell the fear coming from my fellow students. They aren't total fools they know that their numbers will be diminished when they return home for the summer holidays. Crabbe is sent to get Harry Potter. He takes Harry to Lord Voldemort and shoves him to the ground in front of him. I get a clear glimpse of Harry's face and it is as I thought it would be, there was no fear on his face. Ah the courageous Gryffindors. To think that I was one of them once. I still think that the Sorting hat didn't really know where to put me. Standing next to Draco, my one true friend I realize that I probably belonged in Slytherin. I have been hiding things since I was a young child. I have become quite convincing since then.

Suddenly Harry gets to his feet and performs the killing curse on Lord Voldemort. I see Lord Voldemort fall backwards and know that he is indeed dead. My fellow Death Eaters and I all leave. There are no Aurors so there is no one to stop us from leaving. We get out of the castle and Disapparate to our base, which is somewhere in Ireland.

It is there that our new leader is waiting to hear of how it all went. He is saddened by the fact the Lord Voldemort is dead, but we must continue to fight for our cause.

* * *

Harry was sitting in the common room looking at the empty chair next to Seamus Finnigan. "I can't believe that Neville was a Death Eater." Seamus was saying.

"I can. He hasn't been acting the same since 5th year." Harry said. "I think that in a way I almost expected it."