he was so beautiful. NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM. frank was really, truly a father now. and his son was absolutely gorgeous. neville’s soft breathing seemed to mingle with that of frank’s wife, a perfect harmony of peace bringing the hellscape of the outside world to a screeching halt. all that mattered right now was all that was in this room --- his wife and his baby. cradling the child gently in his arms, frank blinked back another onslaught of tears, blindingly aware that even just the slightest of drops could wake the boy in an instant. he couldn’t disrupt the peace. the comfort. it was all just so beautiful... still blinking back tears as he looked at his little boy, frank heard the shuffle of alice waking on the bed, one hand immediately moving to grab his wife’s. ❛ hey, ❜ he whispered, looking up with a teary smile and squeezing her hand getly in his. ❛ he’s sleeping. ❜ // @ofalvces











