Neville's Revenge

By Ange Black

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Nor do I own Ghostbusters or the "uhhh…, internet?" joke. DRAT!

Warning: This was written while the author was sugar-high on JuJuBees and Mountain Dew. You were warned.

Chapter One:

Neville Longbottom was just like any other sixth year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Although he had poor grades, he had great friends. Neville was scared of many things, including ghosts. Hogwarts was crawling with ghosts and Neville hated them all.

One Saturday afternoon, during lunch, a ghostly face appeared in Neville's soup.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed.

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley looked strangely at Neville.

"Neville, did you sleep last night?" Harry asked, chewing his toast in the process.

"Yes, but a face just appeared in my soup!" Neville replied.

Again, Harry and Ron looked at Neville strangely.

"Cut the crap Neville. It's probably just Malfoy playing a joke on you."

Neville returned to his soup, only to see the face again.

"AHHHHHHHHH! NOT AGAIN!" Neville screamed again, this time throwing his bowl on his neighbor's head, who just happened to be Hermione Granger. She glared at him.

"Good job, Neville. This sweater is brand new. My grandmother gave it to me."

The ghost of Nearly Headless Nick appeared from out under the table. His grin was as big as Hogwarts itself.

"Sorry Neville. I didn't mean to scare you." He said good naturedly. "It was just a joke."

The whole table started to roar with laughter. Neville's cheeks turned as red as Hermione's new sweater. But he wasn't just embarrassed, he was mad. Really mad. So mad, that if Nick was alive he would have socked him in the face.

Neville left the Great Hall, only to be tripped by Peeves. Peeves giggled with delight and bounced away. Neville got up mumbling. He was sick and tired of ghosts, always playing with his head because he was afraid of them. Went he went back to Gryffindor Tower, he saw an announcement that today was a day to visit Hogsmade. He made up a plan to get rid of all the ghost of Hogwarts, for good.

Neville, wrapped in a dark cloak, made his way to the only payphone in Hogsmade. He put in three sickles and dialed 1-800-GHOSTS. A geeky-sounding man answered the phone.

"Ghostbusters, how may I help you?" the man said.

"Hi." Neville replied. "Um, I live in England and my boarding school is haunted. Can you help me?"

"Where'd you get this number?" the voice asked.

"Uhhhh, internet?"

"Umm, well, I guess. Give me the address and when you want us to meet you there."

Neville gave the man the address to The Three Broomsticks and told them to meet him there next week at three 'o clock. The man thanked him and hung up. Neville quickly made his way back to the castle.

As Harry and Ron came out of Zonko's, a hooded figure knocked in to them and ran away.

"Is it just me, or was that Neville?" Harry asked his friends.

"It's just you mate." Ron replied while reading a magazine.

Meanwhile in New York City:

(A/N: Just for your convenience. Peter Dr. Peter Venkman, Ray Dr. Raymond Stantz, Egon Dr. Egon Spengler.)

"Hey Ray!" said Dr. Peter Venkman. "Some kid from England just called and asked us to come to his hunted school to get rid of the ghosts!"

"Really?" replied Dr. Raymond Stantz.

"Yeah. Kid's name is Neville. We have to meet him in some little town called Hogsmade."

Dr. Egon Spengler entered the room holding a can of iced tea.

"Hey! Which one of you drank the last Diet Coke?" he asked.

"Not me."

"Not me"

All three men looked at each other and smiled.

"Slimer!"

A green ghost flew into the room giggling. The men quickly went back to the matter of Neville and his ghost problem

"So," said Egon as he opened his iced tea. "What were you guys takin' about before I came in?"

"Some kid named Neville in England just called about a ghost problem." Said Ray.

"Oh, when do we go?" asked Egon.

"In like a week or something." Replied Peter.

"Well, we'd better get our stuff together."

The Ghost Buster's theme song starts as Peter, Ray and Egon start running off to get their equipment.

GHOSTBUSTERS!

If there's something strange

In your neighborhood

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

If there's something weird

And it don't look good

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

I ain't afraid of no ghosts!

I ain't afraid of no ghosts!

If you're seeing things

Running though your head

Who can you call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

An invisible man

Sleepin' in your bed

AH, who can ya call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

I ain't afraid of no ghosts!

Yeah!

I ain't afraid of no ghosts!

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

If you're all alone

Pick up the phone

And call

GHOSTBUSTERS!

I ain't afraid of no ghosts!

I hear it likes the girls

I ain't afraid of no ghosts!

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

If you have ghosts

Of a freaky ghosts baby

You'd better call

GHOSTBUSTERS!

OHHHH!

Lemme tell ya something

BUSTIN MAKES ME FEEL GOOD!

I ain't afraid of no ghosts!

Yeah!
I ain't afraid of no ghosts!

DON'T GET CAUGHT ALONE OH NO!

GHOSTBUSTERS!

When it comes though your door

Unless ya just want some more

I think ya better call

GHOSTBUSTERS!

AHHH!

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

Think ya better call

GHOSTBUSTERS!

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

I can't hear you?
Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

LOULDER!

GHOSTBUSTER'S

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

Who can ya call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!

Who ya gonna call?

GHOSTBUSTERS!