Neville was the lucky one. He was actually allowed to marry the love of his life, Hannah Abbott. The catch was that the Dark Lord let Bellatrix Lestrange torture him first. She didn’t drive him to insanity, like his parents, but she left him with extensive nervous system damage. Neville can’t walk and has trouble speaking and concentrating on things. He isn’t able to work or even really take care of himself. That would be bad enough, but it was even worse than it sounded because Hannah Abbott was notoriously high-strung in school. She’d had panic attacks whilst studying for her O.W.L.s, and even I hadn’t had that problem. She needed the calm, mature presence that Neville had developed in his last three years of school to keep her sane, and he’d lost that. They love each other dearly, but they’re both very unhappy. They can barely get by on their own, and worst of all, since neither of them is really in a condition to raise kids, they were forced to give both of their children up for adoption to loyal pureblood families at birth—children who will probably never be told their true parentage.