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25 Days of Christmas

Tenth Day of Christmas

Neville made his way down the corridors of the school, feeling very proud of himself. He made it through the whole day without Professor Snape getting angry with him, or any of the other teachers. He had finished his homework over the weekend, so he didn't have anything old to do tonight. Neville passed a group of Hufflepuffs, waved at Megan, and continued on his way.

"Hey Longbottom." Someone sneered at him. Neville looked to see who was speaking to him, and saw Pansy Parkinson as well as her posse of Slytherin girls, all standing around, leering at him.

Pansy stepped in front of him, blocking his way down the hall. He tried to step around her, but she blocked him again. "Where do you think you're going, Longbottom?" Pansy sneered at him, her pug-face looking even uglier that usual.

Neville took a deep, silent, breath, and looked up at her. "To my common room, Parkinson. What do you want?" He said, quietly, but with enough force to make her take a small step back.

"I want to jinx you." She replied, and earned herself a laugh from her crew.

Neville looked at her for a moment. "Good for you." He folded his arms, and reached inside his robe carefully, so they wouldn't notice him getting his wand. "I'd rather you didn't, Parkinson."

Pansy laughed loudly. "Well, seeing as I am better at, well, everything, than you, you don't have much of a choice, do you now?"

Neville almost grinned. "When was the last time you dueled with me?"

Pansy didn't answer, looking a little less sure of herself.

"That's what I thought. After all, I went to the Department of Ministries last year, not you. That must mean I have a little more skill than you would think, doesn't it?" Neville replied to her, and she looked even less sure of herself. "Would you still like to try to jinx me, Pansy?"

She stared at him for a moment, processing what he had said. Then she glared at him, and flounced off, her little group following, some of them looking back at him.

Neville felt a surge of something, what it was, he still wasn't sure, but it was the same emotion he had felt after going to the Department of Mysteries, and they had won. He loved it.

"Neville, that was amazing!" Someone said, running up to him. It was Hermione, with Luna Lovegood trailing behind her, nodding, but looking slightly distracted, as usual.

Neville's cheeks burned red. "You heard that?"

Hermione nodded. "Yes, we did. Didn't we Luna?"

"Oh yes, Neville. You where very menacing." Luna replied, turning to look at him, making her large Christmas tree earrings swing.

"Well, thanks. I think." Neville replied, still embarrassed that Hermione and Luna had witnessed that.

Hermione beamed at him. "We're going to the library for a but of studying. Want to come?"

Neville shook his head. "No thanks. I want to go back to the common room for a while."

Hermione and Luna both nodded. "Alright then. We'd better be going, Luna." Hermione replied, and the two girls disappeared around the corner.

Later that evening, while he was walking to dinner, Megan caught up with him. "I heard you had a run-in with Pansy Parkinson, and you told her off." She said, beaming.

"What, is the whole school talking about it?" Neville asked, trying to sound annoyed, but he knew it wasn't working.

"Pretty much." She responded cheerfully. "That's alright though. Anyways, that's not what I wanted to ask you." A group of first scurried past them, talking and giggling as they ran. "There's going to be a Hufflepuff Christmas party on next Saturday, the fourteenth, and some of were thinking maybe you'd like to come. It's in our common room, so we aren't really supposed to have other people in there, but Professor Sprout said that you could come."

Neville grinned at her. 'I'd love to come, Megan." He answered, thrilled to be invited.

"Great. One more thing, though. A lot of people are bring dates, so if you can find someone to bring, from Hufflepuff, then do that." Megan winked at him. "There's still a fair few left who haven't been asked."

"What about you?" Neville asked without thinking, and once he realized what he had said, it was to late to take it back.

"I'm going with Justin. Justin Finch-Fletchly."

"Oh." Neville said, feeling a small pain of jealousy. "I think that I'll be there. When did you say it was?"

"Saturday." Was the answer.

Neville nodded. "Okay. I'll see you later, then."

"So you'll come?" Megan asked.

"Ya, I'll come." He responded, and watched at a smile lit up her face.

"Great! I'll see…later, then!" She bounced over to him, kissed him on the cheek, and ran off down the hall.

Neville watched her, one hand on the cheek that she had kissed, as if to hold it there forever.

A/N 'Ello! I really do love Neville. I just wanted to give him a great big hug, during DH. But I couldn't, seeing as he is a fictional character. I do love him though. So there you are, my dose of Neville for the week. Or day, because he'll probably be back on Saturday. Oh, so you know, I looked up the '96 calendar, so the days and dates go together for that year. Not this year. Love you all!

Merry Christmas!

Her-My-Oh-Knee

Sam