Disclaimer: Oi, I do hope by the time you realize that I'm writing a disclaimer, that you realize I do not own this awesome series called, wait what the name? Oh right HARRY POTTER

Author's Note: This is Challenge Story. I like this challenge, because I don't really write fanon, this drabble is in response to *Drum roll* the Non-Canon Pairing Challenge. And what is required is: The fanon pairing of Neville/Astoria, and I am using the prompt Silver Lining. And now presenting what will hopefully please the author of the Challenge.:

Breath in, breath out, breath in breath out. Neville thought to himself, walking into his seventieth detention with the Carrows, ever. He sighed making out five figures in the dimly lit cool dungeon room. Obviously the two tallest, ugliest out of them all were the Carrows. So he had to assume one of the others nearby them was Astoria Greengrass, a lovely young lady around his age, who in his personal opinion has seen too much violence and now is scarred.

Suddenly there was a jet of blue that took him from his thoughts and he doubled over, making no noise as he refused to scream, nor whimper. One of the figures ran over to him, as he was illuminated for a mere seconds by the light that had hit him.

Suddenly, gentle warm hands wrapped around his as he saw another blue jet hit him, but he still refused to scream as his body collapsed onto the ground. He violently shuddered, as this one was held for the longest time, and Neville could barely manage to stop the room spinning as it began to turn pitch black.

When Neville woke up, he found himself staring at a pale fuzzy figure, and he noticed he was lying on a comfortable bed. She let out a gasp of relief, and his vision started returned to normal. The fuzziness cleared and he saw the red puffy eyes of Astoria Greengrass. His eyes widened, as his body felt a jolt of pain all over.

"Bloody detention, could have killed you!" Astoria muttered staring at him as she hugged him. Suddenly a flood of memories from what just happened appeared in his mind, and he remembered the detention.

Astoria let out a string of vulgar words in her anger, and then realized that he was closing his eyes again.

"Don't go back to sleep Neville! Please, for me stay awake!" She said shaking him gently. His eyes opened, widening at what she was doing. "I'm sorry, but you need to stay awake, before I start to worry again!" She whispered to him.

"Aw, don't worry, it's not so bad." He said, determined to stay awake. "It was just another detention, nothing new."

"Another detention? IT WAS TORTURE! Can you imagine how I felt, having to watch you again and again not break!"

"But I'm alright now aren't I? And besides, there is a Silver Lining out of all of this." He said looking at her directly in the eyes.

"And what is that?"

"I get to kiss you."