Everyone had gone to bed later, except for Neville and Julia, who were still lounging in the dorm. "I am going to kill you for that, Julia!" "Why? What'd I do?! You were the one who wrote that poem and told me to type it up!" "But you wrote about such bad things happening to me!" "Serves ya right!" "Julia." Neville looked as if he might cry. "Ok, Ok, if you want I'll write a story about you!" I always feel bad when people are gonna cry cuz of me. "Really?" "Yep. for 5 bottles of Butterbeer, and a gift certificate for the Hogsmeade Candy Shop. Yummy!" "Ok, ok." Neville gave her the items. "Thanks!" Julia began to walk off. "Promise you'll do it?" Neville asked. "Mmmmm..." Julia thought for a moment. Thinking. Thinking. Why Am I saying this? I've already made up my mind!

"Nah."