I see Neville Longbottom as a clover. They're rather ordinary, really, and blend in helplessly with the rest of the grass on my lawn, but there comes a point - when the clover is ready - that is blooms with adorable little flowers that are actually quite fragrant (depending on the species of clover) and pretty. That's our Neville! He just sort of totters along through the series, always being there and occasionally lending some sort of aid, but it isn't until the 7th book that he really comes into his own and blossoms into something great.
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Date: 2010-07-29 06:56 pm (UTC)Sam//Gryffindor