The other woman - Neville Frank Longbottom (Chapter three)
“With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way into darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine.”
• Three hours later •
"Mr. Frank Longbottom, from the beginning, again!"
No matter how many times Dumbledore told Neville what to say, Neville kept on stuttering, clearing his throat once in a while, always saying the wrong words, not staying still as his hands shake as they were ice cold, his chest moving forward and backward as he tries to control his breathing,
" 'With this hand, I will lift your sorrows, your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine, with this candle, I will light your way in darkness, with this ring, I ask you, to be mine," Dumbledore repeated the words to Neville, Neville gripping his fist on the hold of the candle, nodding his head, mumbling the words as he repeats on what Dumbledore said, "Let's try this, again," Dumbledore stated,
Neville immediately nods, clearing his throat, "yes, yes sir, with this candle-" Neville raise his unburn candle to make connect with the small flame on the front of the desk, where Dumbledore is standing behind, he leans forward as the small string on the candle touches the lit one, Neville waited for a second as he raised it again, the small fire not touching his string, Neville gulped nervously as he speaks his line again, "this candle-" again the candle would not light, the small flame not appearing, "this-this candle-"
He tiled his head to the side as he could hear his uncle, mumbling, to his gran, "Shall I get up there and do it for him," his uncle whisper to Neville's gran, shaking her head as she waves her small fan, Neville took a peek to the (Abbott's/ Lovegood's/ Y/l's) as they were waiting impatient, feeling eager for it to be over, with their smug faces, Dumbledore cleared his throat, making the young man, to face him, Dumbledore nods his head, making Neville faced the lit candle on his fist, sighing in relived he stood up straight, taking a long deep breath, he began to speak, "With this candle," Neville nervously chuckle which made the small puff of air come out of his mouth, making the small flame from his candle faded, the smoke was left, Dumbledore ignore the candle as hours already pass by, "Continue!"
The bell rang from the home of the (Abbott's/ Lovegood's/ Y/l's) making (Hannah/Luna/Y/n) father, speak to the butler, "Get the door,"
"Let's just pick it up at the candle bit," Dumbledore stated as Neville nods his head, biting his bottom lip as his nerves begin to come back,
The butler of the home came back as he handed a card to Mr. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l). The butler stated the person who ring the bell, " a Lord Marvolo, sir," The person who was introduce made his way to Mr. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l) as he bows his head, "I supposed I'm a day early for the ceremony, would it be alright if I stay, and watch," Mr. and Mrs. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l) both stared at each other as they nod their head, Mrs. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l) snaps her fingers as she calls for the butler to bring a chair for Lord Marvolo.
"Carry on," spoke Lord Marvolo, both Neville and (Hannah/Luna/Y/n) looked away as Dumbledore, again, said "Let's try it again," Dumbledore faced Neville as he speaks, "Shall we, Mr. Frank Longbottom,"
(Hannah/Luna/Y/n) lift up her lit candle make connect with Neville's, as she smiled gently to herself, as she sees Neville nods his head, "Yes, yes sir, certainly,"
Dumbledore cleared his throat, "Right,"
Neville nods his head, "Right," raising his left hand, which make him scowl on himself as his candle was on the wrong hand, making the candle go to his right hand, making the left hand raised up. "With this-this-"
"Hand!" Dumbledore reminded Neville,
"With his hand," Neville lay his hand as (Hannah/Luna/Y/n) raised her hand to hold his, both taking three steps, which made Neville hit himself on the desk, almost tripping, "I-With-Ow!"
"Three steps, my boy! three! Can you not count! Do you not wish to be married, Mr. Frank Longbottom!" Dumbledore tried to say calmly but his patience was slipping away by a second, only saying in angry,
Neville shook his head on defense, "No! No,"
(Hannah/Luna/Y/n) let out a soft gasp, feeling a bit hurt, "You do not?" she said with a hurt tone,
"No! I meant, no, I do not, not wish to be married, that is, I want very much to-" Neville stated,
"Pay attention! Have you even remembered to bring, the ring?" Dumbledore asked the boy as Neville nods his head, checking the pockets of his pants, as well as the small pockets of his robes, "The ring, yes, of course," Neville reaches for the ring from the back of his pocket, gripping the ring his mother used to wear around her finger, he raised the ring but due to his sweaty hands, the ring slipped, the ring going to the ground, small gasps around the room,
"Dropping the ring! oh no, he's dropped the ring," Mr. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l) yells,
"This boy doesn't want to get married! How disgraceful!" Mrs. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l) wails,
Neville immediately goes to the floor as he searches for the ring, which unfortunately went under the dress of his future mother-in-law's long skirt, with the ring on the palm of his head, not knowing that his other hand is free, not holding the lit candle, making the room smell of something burning, Neville tries to find the burn smell which he looks down to see his future mother-in-law's dress being on fire, Mr. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l) got up from his seat, as he pushed Neville to the side, stomping the fire from his wife's skirt, "Out of the way, you idiot!" he yelled at Neville as he heard his Gran and Uncle got up from their seat, chaos going around, people yelling out, "There's a woman on fire! Help! Emergency!" (Hannah/Luna/Y/n) stood still as she sees people running around, trying to pull out the fire of her mother's dress, Neville's gran waving her fan, trying not to upset the woman, "I hope it doesn't stain," The older witch said nervously, but Mrs. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l) filling with rage, take the fan out of the older witch's hand, yelling, "Stop fanning it, you fool!" her husband still stomping the ends of her dress, every person in the room running around, yelling, the room filled with cries, Dumbledore just stare at the chaos as he close the book on his hand, telling out in disappointed groan, Neville's Gran tapped on Neville's uncle saying, "Get a bucket, get a bucket!" Neville's uncle nods his head immediately, as he rushes out of the room,
Lord Marvolo already getting bored of the chaos, got up from his seat, with his cup on his hand, went up to the woman screaming in terror, he turned the cup to the side, letting his drink land on the fire, fading away, only smoke was left, Mrs. (Abbott/Lovegood/Y/l) sighed in relief, panting as she thanked the man, only him responding with a nod, Neville exhale as Dumbledore went up to him, yelling, getting everyone's attention to the older wizard,
"Enough! This wedding cannot take place until he is properly prepared." Neville gulped at every person staring at him, including (Hannah/Luna/Y/n) who looked down the moment his eyes made connect with hers,
"Young man, learn your vows," that was all Neville heard when he steps out of the room, his anxiety filling him up, barely able to control his breathing, silence was filled around the room, Lord Marvolo was the first to speak up, "Well, he's quite the catch, isn't he," staring at (Hannah/Luna/Y/n) who faced him as she feels his eyes on her, looking away as the door opened wide, only seeing Neville's uncle holding a bucket of water,
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