Neville sat at the Gryffindor house table, trying hard to get the last bit off sleepy from his eye. The other boys from his dorm seemed to be doing the same. The other two boys he now shared a dorm with had kept him up pretty late last night, the conversation had lasted pretty long and he was now regretting not going to bed a little earlier but he was glad in a way that he had stayed up. There were only three of them with the rest of his year's housemates being all girls. Dean Thomas was from the wizarding world, his dad had apparently disappeared before he was born so his mum had raised him all on her own. She was a muggle born, as was his dad apparently, and Dean spoke very strongly about the women. His other dorm mate was a loud mouthed Irish boy called Seamus Finnigan, who dad was a muggle and mum was a witch, according to Seamus it had been a pretty nasty shock to his dad to find out his mum was a witch but he had recovered pretty quickly and now wanted to know everything about the magical world. Neville couldn't help the slight sadness which he felt when the two boys had talked about how excited their own parents had been, he wished his mum and dad could understand and be proud of him for getting into Hogwarts.