School

Dino made a decision one day around August.

'Beatrice, you know that Shamal left a couple months ago, right?' Dino asked her.

'Yeah. Reborn threatened him to get to Japan in an 'or else' request. Why?'

'Well, since you completed your lessons and your remedial lessons, Shamal deems it OK for you to go to Japan, Namimori Town to where he is at the moment. He also works in a school as a school nurse, so you're in good hands.' this made her realize as she practically lit up.

'Does that mean I can go to school now?!'

'Yes but you have a job request by Sirius and one Augusta Longbottom.' Dino said, taking out a letter. 'Its about your replacement Neville Longbottom.' Beatrice flinched horribly. Because Albus Dumbledore decided he could not use her according to her godfather, he forced a timid, gentle boy into facing horror after another the Dowager was furious...and not only did she lose her son and daughter-in-law now her grandson too. The Longbottoms never forgave Albus Dumbledore for this. Sure its war but you have no right to treat people like pawns and tools!

'What of him~?'

'Well, he's in a coma as you already know...and they were hoping that you could 'nudge' him to come back to the living, along with his parents.' Dino instructed her. 'Can you do it?'

'Uhm, if they're willing to come back is the problem.' Beatrice pointed out. 'If they hate the outside so badly they refused to come back, it'd be nicer to let them stay in dreamworld where its loads nicer even if it meant slowly dying in reality.'

'I guess its still about free will even if you have skills to pay the bills, boss.' said Romario.

'Yep, can't do a thing about that if what she thinks will happen will happen.' Dino sighed. 'Make it in time because I will enroll you in Namimori Middle School for sophomore year. And second semester starts in September 3.'

'OK!' and Beatrice took off with Apparition.

'Hey! At least pack!' Dino yelped, but too late. 'Shamal should also have added patience and planning lessons!' he sputtered in exasperation.

London...at a condemned old building called Purge and Dowse Ltd...she stepped into a window and inside of what should be a creepy building, is a hospital. She's now at the Ground Floor where Reception is as well as the Floor where Artifact-Related Injuries are.

'Yes, what can I do for you?' the Welcome Witch asked her.

'I'm here to visit Neville Longbottom.' said Beatrice, disguised as a typical teenage boy dressed tackily as Sirius said that magical Britain is very left behind.

'Fourth Floor, Janus Thickey Ward.'

'Thank you.' and Beatrice walked away to go upstairs by flying.

Upon reaching Janus Thickey Ward, a locked ward because patients are a danger to themselves at their current states, Beatrice had to magic herself in and saw her catatonic cousin.

Her cousin looked terrible. He's so gaunt looking and lifeless if not for the fact that she could still feel him alive. 'So you're my fellow weapon huh? Only, we had different users.' she mused, patting his head. 'Siri said you were a very kind, gentle boy forced to do a job an old man was too lazy to do under the guise of a prophecy. I just see that as a cowardice and cruel of him to force someone like you to do an adult's job...then again, I shouldn't talk since I was also used by adults as a weapon. I got a good ending so you deserve one too. The coward old man is no longer here.' she said as she sat on a chair for her to dive into his mind.

She watched his memories, followed by Mukuro. 'Mukuro!'

'Friends don't leave friends, Bea.' Mukuro gently chided. 'So you're trying to bring your cousin back?'

'Yeah. My old aunt asked me through Sirius.' said Beatrice. 'Nobody's better at mind-diving than psychics after all~and I want to see what kind of person my cousin is. Now let's see what his life is like.' and so they watched Neville Longbottom's childhood.

At first he was like a normal toddler. Normal toddlerhood.

Neville's grandmother was a stern and formidable woman who was concerned when her grandson did not exhibit early signs of magic.

She often chided Neville for not living up to his family's honour and was partly the reason for Neville's lack of self-confidence early in his life. His relatives feared that Neville might be a Squib, though this was disproved when his great-uncle Algie was holding him out of a window by his feet when he was offered some lemon meringue and let go. Miraculously, he bounced. Previous to this, there were various attempts to make him show signs of magic, including dropping him off Blackpool pier, where, according to Neville, he nearly drowned.

'I can't believe these people!' Beatrice shrieked angrily, horrified with the memories. 'Is power more important than family?! And they're blaming him just for being the way he is as if its his fault he's born that way?!'

'For some, yes.' Mukuro quipped.

'Next observation! I hope I see something nice!' the former assassin fumed as she watched the next memory. At age 11, Neville got his wand. But it was a wand his father owned, and it never worked properly for him, leading to practicals screw-ups in Hogwarts' School of Magic. Since he doesn't do well in practicals that greatly damaged his self-confidence even more as well as letters from home, he dreaded going home as its not really home to him. He tried to make up through academics at least but academics is 50% of grades in Hogwarts with the other 50% being magical practicals.

He also didn't have friends.

Add the fact that its all about blood, status and magic in Hogwarts, its a rather unfriendly place for a dorm school.

It was a miracle he was a kind and gentle boy when most people who had a life like his would have grown up resenting the world as Mukuro pointed out.

Around 4th Year, around the time the Order started trying to get back Beatrice but a fruitless endeavor they gave up on, Neville suffered extreme pressure from everyone there were times he cries alone and tried contemplating suicide just to end his miserable life and suffering, lamenting why he was born a Longbottom, why was he born a wizard, lamenting why he, a near-Squib as everyone keeps cruelly reminding him, made to take on a terrible evil most adults can't even beat.

Sure he made the effort but Horcruxes were as far as he went. Then he cursed himself to catatonia in a staged attack with a stolen wand with help from a House Elf just to get away from it all so in a way, he's closer to his parents who are vegetables for years in the Hospital and also a big fuck you to those who used him while making his life hell. He hated his life, but too scared to kill himself. He wished he was born in a loving family and grew up happy. He was jealous of other kids who go home happy to their families while he dreaded going home to a family that scorned him and never loved him. He also wondered about his cousin and what happened that everyone decided he's 'the next best thing'. All he knew was that they could not use her as she was out of control...and thus got away from the fate everyone dumped on him. Maybe he should have done the same. Nobody cared for him anyway, only in how useful he could be and still nobody cared and he was even starting to doubt his own parents out of fear of 'what ifs'. He did not want to go back. He'd rather die as he hated them all and wanted nothing to do with them. He hoped that in his next life when he finally expires, he would get the ideal family he wanted and long wished for. A normal life with loving parents, and lots of friends who actually cares.

'...I see...I will show everyone your soul.' Beatrice spoke softly in sympathy. 'I could easily have been you if I wasn't abandoned in the orphanage. Siri told me nightmare stories about Aunt Petunia and my life would've been just as bad. I will leave you in peace, not bring you back. And maybe I should avenge you too by showing everyone how you really feel. I'll start with Diagon Alley since I don't know much about our world.'

She did just that, and subjected Diagon Alley and St. Mungo's to her cousin's memories using her vast illusion powers, trapping everyone in her cousin's memories while in reality, they were all standing or sitting still while she was floating above the shopping district.

And time in Mental World passes faster than time in Real World.

15 years is merely 5 hours.

'Well, this will cause quite an uproar.' Mukuro said, appearing next to her.

'Yes...it won't take long for word to spread soon...my job is done.' Beatrice smiled as they vanished. Indeed, the Diagon Alley Incident hit the papers. She also used an owl to send a letter to her family about what she decided to do for her cousin's sake before going to fix Neville's parents, showing them the life of their son that they've missed.

xxx

'So this is what she decided huh?' Remus muttered as they both got the paper. The Front Page was Life of Neville Longbottom! Horrible!

'Yeah.' said Sirius as they read Beatrice's letter to them regarding her job. 'She decided to avenge his pain instead of waking him because she easily could have been him had she grown up with Petunia. So she understood him but did not grant his wish to die as she didn't want to kill anymore.'

'That means he'll still be like that in St. Mungo's until the Healers find a way to reverse his Curse now that they know what he did. And we have to explain how the event happened to Moody.'

xxx

'So that's what she did eh? Figures.' Moody took a deep puff from his pipe and blew smoke afterward. 'She would not take well to kids used as weapons after that shit.'

'The Longbottoms won't be seeing friendly faces for a while...not only that, kids in Hogwarts are just as guilty of their treatment of him.' said Remus darkly. 'She'll pelt Hogwarts with the same illusion soon.'

xxx

Beatrice observed St. Mungo's, as well as the fallout from her stunt.

The Healers now knew the Curse and had to hire Cursebreakers to wake up Neville Longbottom.

She was watching while invisible within her flames.

He woke up...rather unhappy that he's still alive and did not die as he hoped he would.

'Why?! Why am I alive?! I should be dead!' he cried out in utter grief in a very hoarse voice.

'Mr. Longbottom, you shouldn't say that!' Healer Pye gasped out. Having seen the boy's life, they knew they had to tread carefully.

'You really shouldn't wish for death so soon you know.' several heads turned to the windowsill to see the long-missing Potter sitting there. 'Because if you die...it'll all end. The only thing you've known would be the life you hated. If you die, you would not have a future that you yourself would create. You want a happy life? Start by planning your ideal future to heal from the past and what you should have, and what must be done to obtain your wish. If you hate the Wizarding World for what its shown you, why not come with me to a new world and be reborn there?' she offered. 'Being reborn is fun. You get to decide what your life should be like. Child Weapons should stick together.' the adults in the room cringed because that's exactly what happened between these two.

'Beatrice Potter!' the Healers and the Cursebreakers gasped out upon seeing the girl and unfortunate child soldier.

'Child...weapon...I guess that's what we are.' said Neville bitterly. 'The Headmaster could not control you back then because you're stronger and from brainwashing, right?'

'Yeah. But I'm free now and I learned a lot on what normal should be like.' said Beatrice cheerily. 'I'm giving you an option...stay here or be free?'

'F-free...' Neville gasped out. 'Get me...away...' he begged.

'Got it~'

'H-hey, wait!' too late, the two teenagers are gone.

xxx

Italy...

'So this is your cousin eh? We'd need a lot of work on this one considering he's had typical symptoms of freshly-awoken comatoses...muscle atrophy for one thing.' Dino frowned. 'He'll be living off IV Drips to send in vital nutrients to his body for him to completely heal.'

'He'll be my responsibility Dino...its my indirect fault he became this way. That cowardly old man used him to replace me after all so I kinda feel responsible in a way.' Beatrice told him. 'I'll teach him how humans live. Human lives are much more fun and exciting than magical lives. He'll be happier when he's done with me.'

'Alright, but remember, you have to be in Japan for schooling.' Dino reminded her.

'Oh, skip this semester to my final year in school. I'll go next year.' Beatrice suggested. 'He's my student now but I won't let him be in the Mafia.'

'The what now?' Neville gasped out.

'Er I can't say more than that, but you wouldn't want to be in my occupation.' Beatrice giggled. 'I'm only here because of Mafia Laws and I had nowhere else to go anyway. If I tell you what the Mafia is, you can kiss your bright future as a normal person goodbye. If you know what we are, your life will be in danger. The saying 'Ignorance is Bliss' applies to our society. If you know nothing, you'll be left alone. If you know something, your life will be full of pain until they get the info they want. That's what its like here. For now, all you need to know is that Dino and his private army saved me, he's heir to a business company and I'm his bodyguard.' Neville nodded numbly. 'Well, I be your tutor for now!'

As the teenagers left...

'Boss, she seriously feels responsible for this when its not even her who made his life difficult?' Romario asked his boss while looking dumbstruck.

'...I'm not a Vongola but even my own intuition says she does.' said Dino. 'She will see to helping him regain himself before he starts a new life as a free teenager. A free boy.' he said softly. 'She's still a child but sometimes, a child speaks wisdom thanks to their pure minds.'

With that, Beatrice began.

She used her Mist Flames to pour her knowledge little by little into Neville. Language Lessons came first. Then she would make him do a little sunbathing to gain some strength, and start training him and educating him on how humans live. She flat-out refuses to use the word 'muggle' because not only does it sound weird but also very out of place as that word was not in any dictionary worldwide. So muggle is uniquely, a magical terminology. For now she taught him 'proper' English taught in Muggle Schools.

The subjects taught in Elementary up to High School no matter what country always starts with whatever their native language is, followed by English as its a universally-used Foreign Language. Next is Language Arts, Social Studies, Mathematics, Science, Computer, Music, Art and P.E. She 'taught' him these subjects, but personally had to train him in P.E. Her idea of P.E was stamina training by making him run barefoot on sandy beaches with him being in ankle-deep water until 10 am right after breakfast. After she heals him its followed by squats, push-ups, sit-ups and he was on a specialized juice diet by using special blenders that break down food at the cellular level for easier absorption by the body for his body to recover. Neville consumed vegetable and fruit juices, and made to eat hi-protein foods. Not only that, he was chucked to the dentist for a dental treatment both hygiene and aesthetically. At sleep, he would get sports lessons by dreams from her. He learned sports popular with boys in the human world. Basketball, Baseball, Football/Soccer, Rugby, Hockey, Tennis, Swimming and Acrobatics...all for the sake of being NOT out of place for when Neville goes to school someday. He also learned Japanese, Spanish and French, and Street Smarts, as well as 'Teleportation'.

Neville also...'met' Mukuro, Beatrice's 'imaginary friend' whom she 'brought to life' with her illusions. While curious about cartoons children enjoy so much, she never dared watching any in fear Mukuro's form might change due to how her mind works. Even for Neville, that did NOT make any sense! But the guy who was the figment of her imagination was TOO lifelike in his own opinion. He dressed in stylish shirts, pants, gloves, boots and coat. Leather and militaristic-looking if possible and Beatrice adored him. He wasn't sure about the Imaginary Friend phenomena all lonely kids suffer from but magical children never had such cases.

Once March came...

'Well, I'd say you're ready for school now.' said Beatrice as she's watching him pack his clothes. Over the months, he learned how to dress and accessorize himself well. Neville became a good-looking boy under her care, no longer the gaunt boy he used to be from his self-inflicted curse. 'Dino's forged documents and enrolled you in a Dorm School, St. Francis. It's an All-Boys' Catholic School. You'll be safe there. But school starts in August there so you going to America is simply for the sake of getting used to that place. An adventure of your own, if you will.' she grinned.

'A Dorm School huh? But what about holidays?'

'Well you can stay in the American Magical Community as your idea of vacation if you like. Under the guise of living with some overly strict relatives to ward off wannabe guests.' Beatrice advised. 'As it is now, while enjoying a normal school life, you must blend in. Keep your opinions to yourself and not get unwanted attention. You know full well the pain of being different.' she reminded him, causing the older boy to flinch. 'Just blend in and adapt until graduation. If you want to freak out and vent, just focus on seeing me. I will know you want to vent.'

'I-is that even OK?!' Neville sputtered out in disbelief, wide-eyed.

'You have to. Shamal said expressing oneself to someone you could trust is healthy. Locking it up is unhealthy.'

'Ehhh...' Neville could only choke.

With that, Neville began his life in New York as Neville Gibson. His family name Longbottom, will make him a bully target no matter where he goes if in magical world its a known pureblood name. Guaranteed.