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The excited babble of throngs of students echoed in the hallway as Snape's class was released. Harry would never stop feeling grateful for that first breathe or air outside the dungeons. "That's a mighty attractive face you've got there, Hermione!" exclaimed Ron, laughing heartily. She still hadn't gotten a chance to rub the soot off.
"Oh bugger off," she said, feigning anger, as she shoved him noisily into a coat of armor. Peeves the poltergeist shot out of the helmet, and prodded Harry in the back of the head. "What mischief is ickle Potter-kins up to today?"
"None, Peeves. Go away." Said Harry angrily, swiping at the air. "Actually, Harry's been quite tame lately." Spoke up Ron, his eyes following Dean and Seamus as the raced down the hall chasing after the ghosts of Lavender and Parvati. "Anyway..." said Hermione, completely ignoring Peeves. "We'd better get up to bed. Having potions last isn't my ideal way to end the day..." she added, sticking out her tongue in an exasperated manner.
After shuffling up to their separate dormitories, Neville opened the door and walked heavily to his bed. "'Ey, Neville! That was quite some stunt! You sure got Malfoy good!" piped up Dean. "Yeah! Harry! Why didn't you just drop him?" added Seamus.
"He fell right on me!" exclaimed Harry, tossing a pillow at Seamus' head. "And besides, we're trying to tick him off, not crack his head open."
"Who says!?" said Dean jokingly.
"No...Harry's right." Neville finally spoke, and his voice was heavy. "Someone could have gotten hurt."
"Aw, Neville, it's not your fault!" said Ron.
"Yes...Yes it is. I always mess everything up! I'm so horrible...Horrible at everything!"
Silence rang in the room as Dean, Seamus, Ron and Harry glanced nervously at each other, all of them at a loss for words. Neville drew the curtains on his bed.
"Er...So, I'm going to turn in now..." Said Ron nervously. "Yeah." Dean nodded his agreement.
Harry lay awake for a while after he heard the others steady breathing. Why had he caught him? Harry laughed to himself. He didn't know the answer.
The excited babble of throngs of students echoed in the hallway as Snape's class was released. Harry would never stop feeling grateful for that first breathe or air outside the dungeons. "That's a mighty attractive face you've got there, Hermione!" exclaimed Ron, laughing heartily. She still hadn't gotten a chance to rub the soot off.
"Oh bugger off," she said, feigning anger, as she shoved him noisily into a coat of armor. Peeves the poltergeist shot out of the helmet, and prodded Harry in the back of the head. "What mischief is ickle Potter-kins up to today?"
"None, Peeves. Go away." Said Harry angrily, swiping at the air. "Actually, Harry's been quite tame lately." Spoke up Ron, his eyes following Dean and Seamus as the raced down the hall chasing after the ghosts of Lavender and Parvati. "Anyway..." said Hermione, completely ignoring Peeves. "We'd better get up to bed. Having potions last isn't my ideal way to end the day..." she added, sticking out her tongue in an exasperated manner.
After shuffling up to their separate dormitories, Neville opened the door and walked heavily to his bed. "'Ey, Neville! That was quite some stunt! You sure got Malfoy good!" piped up Dean. "Yeah! Harry! Why didn't you just drop him?" added Seamus.
"He fell right on me!" exclaimed Harry, tossing a pillow at Seamus' head. "And besides, we're trying to tick him off, not crack his head open."
"Who says!?" said Dean jokingly.
"No...Harry's right." Neville finally spoke, and his voice was heavy. "Someone could have gotten hurt."
"Aw, Neville, it's not your fault!" said Ron.
"Yes...Yes it is. I always mess everything up! I'm so horrible...Horrible at everything!"
Silence rang in the room as Dean, Seamus, Ron and Harry glanced nervously at each other, all of them at a loss for words. Neville drew the curtains on his bed.
"Er...So, I'm going to turn in now..." Said Ron nervously. "Yeah." Dean nodded his agreement.
Harry lay awake for a while after he heard the others steady breathing. Why had he caught him? Harry laughed to himself. He didn't know the answer.