I heard a thud as I hit the ground. My stomach throbbed in pain. One of the Death Eaters had kicked me down. I held up my wand and muttered.
I held up my wand and muttered, "Levicorpus," and the Death Eater flew back about ten feet. When I had offered to go to the ministry with Harry I never knew it would be this complex. I thought we were just going to find someone not fight a battle. But I'm completely comfortable here.
I felt a finger tap on my back. Startled I turned around and it was none other than Neville Longbottom. His hand reached out and took my own. I blushed…I BLUSHED. I never blushed. Mostly I'm just cool and collected, but never embarrassed. He pulled me up and as the Death Eater began to run towards me we sprinted down an aisle. My hand was sweating…so was Neville's.
As we ran I chanced a look at him. He was taller than I've noticed…And more serious. Wait…no he'd always been tall and serious; it'd just never meant anything before.
The rest of the battle was a blur. All I could think about is how Neville kept holding my hand. The only time I came out of my daze is when Harry yelled,"SIRIUS!"…whatever that meant. I just kept thinking on how cute me and Neville would be together. Before I knew it the battle was over and we were being portkeyed to the castle.
I woke up sweating. I had had a dream of the night before. I guess running in dreams can also tire you. Thinking of the battle made me think of Neville. And thinking of Neville made my heart skip a beat.
'I've never felt like this before. Why now?' she thought. 'It must be the nargles. It's there season you know.' The thought of nargles comforted her. Now she knew she couldn't be falling for Neville Longbottom.
I looked at the clock…it read 5:07. Only two hours before I normally awake. Well I might as well get ready. I ascended out of bed and headed for the shower. I exited the bathroom thirty minutes later feeling refreshed. I started towards my four-post bed to get to my trunk. I reached in for my shoes only to remember that they had been stolen earlier in the year. Another day with my feet being cold won't hurt.
When I was done dressing I pulled my hair back into a ponytail. I had one hour until classes start. I thought I would go visit the thestrals. Even though they were odd creatures I feel they are sometimes the only things that understand me.
While heading out to the thestrals I have to pass the library. I looked into the large room filled with books. Who other to be sitting at a table reading than Neville himself. I stopped instantly, but he never looked up. It must be a herbology book he's reading. I stared at him. His hair framed his face almost perfectly. Its dark color highlighted his eyes showing off the beautiful color. I noticed the freckle under his left eye. I've never noticed that. It's quite adorable actually.
'WAIT…STOP IT!!!!!!' I thought. 'Who cares if he has cute hair…and eyes…and freckles. You do not like Neville Longbottom.'
The thoughts brought me back to my senses. I continued to journey to the thestrals. Not knowing that someone behind me was watching me stare dreamily at Neville.
