Neville

Hyo: I don't own any of this stuff….JKR does….I wish I was rich like her…

Neville Longbottom gazed up at the huge, scarlet colored train before him. The station was filled with eager parents who were practically shoving their kids onto it, wishing them well, and quickly apperating home so they could begin to enjoy their 9 months of peace and quiet.

He dragged his trunk up and down the aisle, looking for a compartment to sit in, until her heard a familiar voice.

"Hey, Neville, Come join us!" Ginny Weasley called from a near-by compartment. She was sitting with Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley.

In his spastic excitement, he being so tall, he forgot to duck while entering the tiny compartment and he managed to smack himself down and let Trevor loose. Yet, after several minutes of confused chaos, they managed to capture the toad.

"Hello Neville, so nice to see you again." Hermione said, shoving Ron over so he could sit down beside her. Harry sniggered and Ron thanked him by kicking him in the shin.

"Hey Hermione." He replied, plopping down on the bench.

"Hi Neville……have you received the latest Quibblar?" Luna asked, looking up from her magazine.

"Um…I'll…have to look into that…" her sputtered, not knowing what in Merlin's name to say.

"Good."

"Hey Neville…." Ron and Harry said in unison, and quite indifferently, may I add.

Neville didn't even bother a reply…

He pulled out his Mimbulus Mimbeltonia and began to stoke it lovingly. It had grown a lot over the summer and Hermione had to scoot over even more to avoid being hit with it.

"Wow Neville…that….thing…got….huge…" Hermione stuttered, giving the cactus-like plant a dirty look.

"I know! I'm amazed at how much it's grown."

"So…am…I…" Ron glowered as his face was shoved harder into the wall.

"You better put it away before we get a Ronald McPancake in here." Ginny teased as her brother growled angrily.

"Alright…" Neville murmured as he gently placed it in his schoolbag carefully.

Luna, Hermione, and Ginny began to argue about Crumple-horned snorkaks, and the other two began to whisper to each other and occasionally look over their shoulders at Neville, who began to drowse off…

There he was, a child once more, laughing and ripping open a box from his father. A toad croaked and he pulled it out. "Trevor" echoed though his mind.

There was a flash of red and he saw his parents writhing on the ground in deep pain…a silent teardrop…a scream…

The Dark Mark Floated above him menacingly in the Dark, gray sky.

Voldemort stood over him, wand at the ready. He opened his mouth to scream the killing curse, but "Neville, wake up! Neville!' came out instead.

Neville thrust his eyes open to see everyone crowded around him, looks of terror and worry plastered on their pale faces.

"Bloody Hell! We thought you were dead!" Ron bit.

"Or cursed…" Harry added, pushing his glasses farther up his nose.

"You screamed and were twitching and…and…and….are you alright…?" Ginny squawked. She was flushed from worry and her red face made Neville blush a bit himself.

I'm Fine…alright…just…a bit of a nightmare…" He explained, sitting back down on the bench.

Everyone calmed down and went back to their business, and by the time Neville woke from his dream about talking carrots, they had arrived.

As the first years made their way down to the lake with Hagrid, the others hiked up the steep terrain to the carriages pulled by Thestrals.

Stepping over a pile of mud, he began to stroke the Thestral.

"Good boy..." he cooed gently as the Thestral licked his hand.

"Look! The squib takes after his loon parents!" Malfoy snickered, pointing at Neville.

Crabbe and Goyle gawfed stupidly.

This made Neville turn a shade of Crimson. He began to stair at the ground as if there was something fascinating on his shoe.

Malfoy lolled his tongue and rolled his eyes back in his head while making a strange gurgling noise.

"Shut…UP!" Neville screamed as he lunged at Malfoy. Goyle caught him and threw him in the mud. Crabbe assisted in beating the tar out of him as well.

"Loopy Longbottom!" they chorused as they walked away.

Moaning, Neville got up and screamed, "Just 'cause you cant see 'em, doesn't mean they aren't there Malfoy!"

He fell back in the mud and sighed…"stupid git." He mumbled as he began to gather his possessions.

"Neville, what in Merlin's beard happened!" Ginny cried, crouching down beside him.

Malfoy happened." He replied bitterly.

"He's a jerk. Don't listen to him Neville." She muttered as she began to help him pick his things up and shove them in his now-torn schoolbag.

When she looked over again, she could see that he was sobbing slightly.

"Oh Neville, what's wrong?"

"Ginny, I need help! You have to help me with my life." He sobbed, dropping on all fours. "I don't know what to anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm a squib, a coward, and i'm stupid…does that pretty much lay it out for you?"

"You went into the Ministry, if you did that, then you're fine."

"I ONLY WENT 'CAUSE YOU DID!" He shrieked, "Ginny, please, help."

"Fine, but, you have to help me with my OWLS."

"But I tanked on my OWLS."

"You're help is better than no ones." She muttered," You help me, I help you, got it?"

"Got it."

"Shake on it." Her hand shot out.

He shook it.