A/N: I've got 4 people with this on their favourites, and 8 people following. Could someone please give me an opinion, cos I've got a few ideas on how to continue, but I could do with some suggestions. Plus that way you get a story out of your own ideas without having to do as much work yourselves. Help me to help you.
Disclaimer: Unless I've magically turned into JKR and no-one told me I still don't own these characters.
Making Plans
Silence followed Anthony's statement, and Neville decided to seize on it.
"Well, that seems useful. How about we discuss what we can do with it?" he said, attempting to sound calm. It apparently worked, as Anthony returned, leaving Zach's body where it was.
"How about we put a pin in that suggestion, and start talking about what we should do?" Ginny asked.
"Well, what do you think needs doing?" Parvati asked. Neville groaned inwardly. No-one seemed to get it. It looked like he was going to have to explain.
"Look, right now, there's a few hundred other students here, right?" he started. "Even without the Muggleborns. That's a few hundred people here who will have to suffer through the degradation and drivel that the Carrows are trying to force on us. Two ways that they'll be leaving if the Carrows have their way. They could be leaving as good little Death Eaters, or they could be leaving as dead men walking."
"Or women," Luna added.
"What do you mean, dead men walking?" Ernie asked, looking worried.
"Or women," Luna said again.
"As far as they're concerned, anyone who leaves able to think for themselves is a threat. They might challenge their ridiculous system, which is why they got control of this school in the first place. They would need to be killed quietly and discreetly. That applies to us as well, only they might know that they'll have no chance with us."
"How would they know that," Susan asked calmly.
"Umbridge got the list of members, remember?" Neville replied. "But more than that, look at us. Me, Luna and Ginny were at the Ministry. Susan, your family was always against them. Hannah, they've already killed some of your family, and Ernie, you've managed to stand out to them as well. We don't have much chance."
"What can we do?" Lavender said, sounding scared.
"We need to teach others to fight back. Help those who can't help themselves. And we need to learn to disappear," Neville stated. Silence followed this.
"That seems a bit..." Terry started.
"Ambitious," Michael finished.
"I would've said crazy, but ambitious works," Terry said.
"Why is it crazy?" Seamus asked.
"What can we teach people that won't get them killed?"Michael asked.
"How to defend themselves," Seamus stated.
"No, more than that," Neville said. "We need to form a proper army, not just a defense club. We need to show them that they have no power here, that this is not their place and that they're not welcome here."
"Again, how do we avoid punishment, which, as we've seen is kind of strict?" Michael asked.
"We don't get caught," Ginny stated simply.
"Easier said than done," Anthony murmured.
"Not really," Neville replied. "You've already showed us how you can keep us a secret."
"But what if we have another traitor?" Anthony asked. "Hermione's spots jinx won't exactly do much good if it only comes into effect."
"So we change it," Luna said plainly. "Make it a jinx that prevents someone from telling the secret, rather than punishing them for it."
"How?" Terry asked worriedly. Anthony looked thoughtful.
"I might be able to do a delayed Memory Charm, one that only activates if someone makes the decision to reveal sensitive information," he suggested.
"But what about recruiting new members?" Ginny asked, and the debate this started gave Neville an opportunity to relax, thinking his job was done for the moment.
Seamus thought things were going rather well now. No-one was being aggressive and people had actually started coming up with good ideas. Now it was his turn.
"Alright, we have security down,but what about attacks?" he started.
"What do you mean, attacks?" Padma asked.
"I mean, ways to give people hope, to encourage them to fight back," he said. "We can talk about security all we like, but we need to have something to secure."
"So, what should we do, run around attacking the Carrows and then wiping their memories," Terry said sarcastically.
"No, we'd obviously have to be more discreet," Seamus answered, fighting the urge to shout at him. "Graffiti, vandalism, pranks, maybe attack people like Malfoy or Nott who help them."
"What good will that do?" Hannah asked.
"It'll make them uncomfortable and show people that we are fighting back," Seamus answered. He was getting annoyed now. Neville had been too quiet for a while, and he was in charge here. "What do you think Neville?" he asked, trying to get him back in the conversation.
"Why you asking me? I'm not in charge!" Neville exclaimed. Seamus raised an eyebrow.
"Looks like you are to me," Parvati ventured. Around the table the others agreed.
"But why do you want me?" he asked. "I'm no good, I screw everything up." Seamus really wondered what his problem was. Did he honestly think that just because he was a bit clumsy at times that he screwed everything up?
"That's not true," Luna said. "You're good at a great many things."
"Like what?" he asked skeptically.
"Herbology, for one," Hannah said. "You can make anything grow, where others would give it up for dead."
"That's just-" Neville started.
"You're one of the bravest people I know," Ginny interupted. "At the Ministry, you had a broke nose and a wand that wouldn't work for you, and what did you do? You poked a Death Eater in the eye." Some of the others gaped at this. Seamus just laughed.
"You're an excellent friend," Luna said. "You're always there to help if someone needs you."
"You've shown us today that you're a good leader as well," Ernie said. "You definitively have my support." Everyone was nodding at these statements, but Neville looked to be panicking.
"Can't-. Not good everything-," he was muttering. He jumped up, still muttering, and ran out of the room. Silence followed.
"That went well," Seamus stated to break the tension. There were a few nervous laughs, but most still looked a bit worried. No-one noticed Hannah slipping out after him.
