TLWL8

sun streamed in a high window just above Nevile's bed, hitting his face. Feeling the warmth, he slowly began to wake. Stretching, he heard movement by the other bed.
"Draco? Are you up?"
"Yes. We have to get to breakfast. Do you need help with anything?"
"No, i'll be ok. Thanks though." Neville had heard from books that most slytheryns were dark, but since Draco was being polite to him, he didn't see any reason not to be nice back.
Finding his way to the bathroom, showering, and dressing, Nevile thought about his newfound ability. He wondered if it had been a charm placed on him by the headmaster, or if it had simply been luck. -
Neville piled his plate with food, and began to eat.
"The headmaster is coming over," a girl named Milicent told him.
"Yes, indeed i am. Neville, would you be so kind as to come to my office with me?" Dumbedore said from behind him.
"Yes sir." Neville stood and followed the headmaster to his office. "Is something wrong?" he asked the old man.
"No, i simply wanted to talk to you about the charm i placed on you yesterday."
"So it was you."
"Yes child, it was. The charm will help you to find anything you need, where ever you go. However, it must be renewed every year. I will teach you the charm if you wish, so you can renew it on your own."
"Yes please professor," Neville replied excitedly.
"The incantation is Investigo Quidam. There is no wand movement."
"Thank you sir."
"You are welcome child. Now, here is your class schedule. You are to be in the potions classroom in about twenty minutes. I suggest that you start heading down now, as it is a far walk."
"Yes, i will go now. Sir, one question. Why is Draco so nice to me?"
"Ah child, i believe that is for Draco to tell you. I do not believe i should pry into his life, as i will not pry into yours."
so Neville set off down the stairs, down and down, until he could tell he was even far below the commonroom. He wondered if the charm was wrong, but just as he feared the charm leading him to be permanently lost, he felt the ground flatten and the charm pulling him away from the marble staircase. Following the tugging, he finally came to a dungion door. Pushing it open, he felt heat rush past, and smelled a pretty smell, like flowers mixed with ink and possibly chocolate. He heard the crackle of small fires burning, and clanging of cauldrons and equipment.
"Nice to see you have finally decided to join us, Longbottom," a deep male voice said from just in front of him. Neville could tel the man was sneering at him. "go sit at the back table and start to brew the bruise cream i have assigned."

A/N: Thanks to all my reviewers. I'm sorry my chapters are so short, i promise once the story really starts, they will be much longer. Any way, this isn't where the bashing starts, it will be soon though...possibly next chapter. And again, i'm sorry for spelling mistakes, and description errors, but this is my version of Hogwarts, and many people will be different, as well as the school itself. This is AU like it says in the summary.