He clutched his remembrall though he’d rather
Forget the pain his parents felt for him
Until the point their minds went blank and dim,
Leaving him a legacy to gather.
Grandma didn’t help forget the matter
Nor Hogwarts teachers with assessments grim
Always finding the poor boy’s magic slim
With nerves and skill in hopeless scatter.
Neville transformed, matured with love from friends
Overcoming older, more skilled wizards
Living up to those who gave their sanity,
Health, devotion, past, futures and wits end,
He sliced Nagini’s head off with a sword
And helped Harry Potter save humanity.