H.P:the Difference Between Brothers?

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"I'll just…" someone said from behind him.

Harry turned to see Longbottom looking around and moments from running away.

"Not Alex," Harry said.

"Oh," Neville said. He stood there fiddling with the sleeves of his robes.

"You can sit," Harry said, gesturing to the open space next to him.

"T-thank you," Longbottom said. "We didn't get introduced properly earlier. Heir Neville Longbottom." He held his hand out.

"Harry Potter," Harry said, shaking his hand.

"I'd gathered that," Neville said. "You and Alex are almost identical."

"Except for the eyes."

They both laughed.

"Everyone is curious about you," Neville said.

"Why is that?"

"You're a mystery. Lord Potter barely lets Alex out, but no one has seen you in ten years. Now you've just popped up at one of the largest Galas of the year with no warning."

"Ah. I was living with my aunt and uncle until a week ago," Harry told him.

Neville looked at him sceptically. "Lord Potter doesn't have any siblings," he said.

"My mother's family."

A beat passed, then Neville exclaimed, 'Lord Potter sent his heir to live with muggles?"

"Yeah?"

Neville looked as though he was going to fall over.

"Why?" He asked. Then blanched. "Sorry. That's rude, it's just…unheard of."

"James thought I was a squib,"

Neville looked at him with something akin to sympathy. "I know all about having people think you're a squib."

Harry interrupted him, "Alex called you a squib."

"Everyone thought I was. Even after I did some accidental magic, there were questions. I got my Hogwarts letter though," Neville said with a smile.

"I'm happy for you," Harry said.

"Thank you. But still, sending his heir as a baby to muggles because you might be a squib! It would be a scandal if anyone found out."

"Why?"

"It's just not a done thing. Really, we never know for sure until Hogwarts letters come. As a baby, it's impossible to tell."

"I figured that much out. I've been doing accidental magic for as long as I can remember."

Neville just stared at him. "So you're like, really new at being Wixen," he said.

"Something like that," Harry muttered.

"And you're the heir to one of our noble families. That's rough. And you said you only found out a week ago?"

"Yup. Didn't know a thing until James just showed up at the door. I was told he died. Didn't even know I had a brother."

"That's horrible!"

"Jame said I'll be fine because a lot of muggleborns don't know anything until they get their letters either, but.." He trailed off.

"The expectations for muggleborns and people like you and me are completely different though," Neville said, outraged.

It was a relief, to have the thoughts that had been going through his head since he read On Lineages validated. James had dismissed both attempts of Harry bringing it up. He wasn't worried about doing magic like James thought he was.

"I-if you want, I can help," Neville offered.

"That would be amazing," Harry said. "I have so many questions and James just doesn't get it! I've been reading all kinds of stuff, but I don't feel like I'm getting it."

"Well, you did really well in the receiving line," Neville assured him.

They went back to watching the party after that. Harry offered Neville food off the plate he'd brought with him.

"You're a lot different than your brother," Neville said after taking one of the little sandwiches.

"How so?"

"You're nice."

"He is pretty awful," Harry agreed.

They both laughed, then started talking. Well, Harry asked endless questions while Neville patiently answered them and explained what he could.

It was nice, until an explosion of confetti erupted in the center of the party. Screams and laughter echoed in the night. A moment later, Alex and his friends came running out of the crowd howling. James stormed up behind them, furious. Cormac and Ernie tried scattering, only to be met with their own furious parents. All three boys were dragged into the house.

"Watch, he'll be back in less than ten minutes like nothing ever happened.," Neville said.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Lord Potter always excuses what Alex does as mischief. Alex is awful, and Lord Potter just lets him get away with everything. Sometimes he even laughs about it." Neville looked stunned at his words, then stuttered out, "I-I didn't m-mean.."

"Alex is horrible," Harry agreed.

The party started again, and Neville pulled Harry back into the fold with Alex out of sight. They found themselves inside with more of the food, and Harry who was starving began to fill another plate.

"So the squibs found one another," Alex said snidely from behind them.

"What do you want now?" Harry asked.

"Oh nothing, just trying to alleviate the boredom.'

"Well, do it elsewhere."

Before they could devolve into an argument, Remus appeared next to them.

"James is ready for the two of you to join him for his speech," Remus said.

Neville left to find his grandmother as Remus led Harry and Alex to the terrace where James waited for them. Nearly all the party guests had gathered at the base of the steps.

Harry ignored the entire speech, just stood there with hundreds of people staring up at him. He was exhausted and ready for the night to end.

All through it, Alex kept pinching him in the side.

Once the fireworks went off, which were different from any fireworks Harry had ever seen before, the guests began to trickle out. People stopped by where James had them stand to say their goodbyes.I'll just…" someone said from behind him.

Harry turned to see Longbottom looking around and moments from running away.

"Not Alex," Harry said.

"Oh," Neville said. He stood there fiddling with the sleeves of his robes.

"You can sit," Harry said, gesturing to the open space next to him.

"T-thank you," Longbottom said. "We didn't get introduced properly earlier. Heir Neville Longbottom." He held his hand out.

"Harry Potter," Harry said, shaking his hand.

"I'd gathered that," Neville said. "You and Alex are almost identical."

"Except for the eyes."

They both laughed.

"Everyone is curious about you," Neville said.

"Why is that?"

"You're a mystery. Lord Potter barely lets Alex out, but no one has seen you in ten years. Now you've just popped up at one of the largest Galas of the year with no warning."

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