Her heart ached for the boy who stood before her. She wanted desperately to wrap her arms around him, to hug him and tell him that she was sorry for the way he was forced to live as a child. While it was arguably much better than the way Harry had been forced to live, with a group of muggles who didn’t care at all for his well being, it was still hard to know that her own son had grown up with her mother-in-law, the coldest woman she knew.
A. Longbottom, Neville
Drama, General, Angst
Mild Language, Contains Spoilers
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