The End Part II: A Fighter


Augusta and Neville Longbottom were sitting in the waiting room outside of Frank and Alice’s room.

“Mrs. Longbottom?” asked a Healer.

Augusta rose from the uncomfortable hospital chair.  Really, thought Augusta, they are witches and wizards and they cannot place a simple Cushioning Charm on these chairs?

“Yes?” asked Augusta.

“You actually might want to sit back down… The news I am going to present you with.”  The Healer gave a slight shudder.

“The Cruciatus Curse was performed several times on Frank and Alice.  This damaged them mentally.  They will be forced to permanently reside here at St. Mungo’s.”

“Th- that is impossible!  They must have fought back!  They are Aurors, for Merlin’s sake!”

The Healer shook her head sadly.

Augusta felt a dizzy spell rolling along.  The Healer rushed to her side, taking Augusta’s arm to support her.  “Are you alright?”

Augusta nodded, speechless.  The Healer gently forced Augusta into the chair.  She groaned.  The Healer then kneeled in front of the chair in which Neville was sitting.

“Their son, no?” asked the Healer.

“I… Will make certain he will be strong,” said Augusta, the hardness in her voice quite obvious.

“He will be a fighter.”

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