Every now and then something makes me think about one of the people we've lost. For me yesterday it was Neville. I was out in the Herbology beds to get something for a potion Madam Pomfrey needed and there were blooming narcissus in one of the beds. (It was an odd spot for them, I think someone put them there by mistake, or maybe they spread naturally when someone wasn't paying attention.)
I don't usually dream about them, though, I sort of wish I would.
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Every now and then something makes me think about one of the people we've lost. For me yesterday it was Neville. I was out in the Herbology beds to get something for a potion Madam Pomfrey needed and there were blooming narcissus in one of the beds. (It was an odd spot for them, I think someone put them there by mistake, or maybe they spread naturally when someone wasn't paying attention.)
I don't usually dream about them, though, I sort of wish I would.