RP: Preparing the ground....
Date: June 3, 1998
Characters: Victoria Frobisher, Neville Longbottom
Location: Hogwarts-The Greenhouses
Status: Private
Summary: Victoria has an idea and wants Neville's opinion
Completion: Incomplete (?)
She searched all over the Castle or, at least, the parts she was able to access, and hadn't seen him. And then she realized she shouldn't have been looking inside at all. Heading outside and towards the Greenhouses, she felt a bit guilty about it all.
For one thing, Neville had been through enough, had enough responsiblity thrust on him the past year from what she'd heard without her adding more to it. And she could talk to Dean, but...
Dean hadn't been here, had he? Not for all of it. And unlike some, Neville would be thoughtful enough to not discard the idea right away, but still sensitive to what everyone had been through so that if it was a bad idea he'd tell her.
So, Neville it was.
Approaching the Greenhouses, she realized their hard work showed. Not that she'd been part of any group. The solitary experience of hiding, still hadn't left her, nor had the guilt of not fighting, not doing something, regardless that none of it had been her choice. So when she spied Neville as she entered the Greenhouse, she wasn't quite sure how to address him.
He'd always been nice, friendly to her, but she couldn't recall ever saying more than 'Hello' to him before. Well that was a start.
"Hi, Neville. Anything I can help with?"
Characters: Victoria Frobisher, Neville Longbottom
Location: Hogwarts-The Greenhouses
Status: Private
Summary: Victoria has an idea and wants Neville's opinion
Completion: Incomplete (?)
She searched all over the Castle or, at least, the parts she was able to access, and hadn't seen him. And then she realized she shouldn't have been looking inside at all. Heading outside and towards the Greenhouses, she felt a bit guilty about it all.
For one thing, Neville had been through enough, had enough responsiblity thrust on him the past year from what she'd heard without her adding more to it. And she could talk to Dean, but...
Dean hadn't been here, had he? Not for all of it. And unlike some, Neville would be thoughtful enough to not discard the idea right away, but still sensitive to what everyone had been through so that if it was a bad idea he'd tell her.
So, Neville it was.
Approaching the Greenhouses, she realized their hard work showed. Not that she'd been part of any group. The solitary experience of hiding, still hadn't left her, nor had the guilt of not fighting, not doing something, regardless that none of it had been her choice. So when she spied Neville as she entered the Greenhouse, she wasn't quite sure how to address him.
He'd always been nice, friendly to her, but she couldn't recall ever saying more than 'Hello' to him before. Well that was a start.
"Hi, Neville. Anything I can help with?"