HEehehe. time for the fun. The next 4 will be the trips. I'll have to find some cool music for this. **big smile**
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Chapter 12
McGongall finally entered and told them there was nothing to worry about and that most were coming around. She left them there. Harry smilled devilishly at his friends. Opening his hand he eyed each of them.
"Who first?"
"I will," Everyone tunred around and saw Neville anvancing towards them. "I will take the first one." He repeated.
"Are you sure, Neville?" Hermonie questioned.
"Yeah," He tried to smile.
He grabbed a small tablet from Harry's hand. He examined it and debated what would happen if his grandmother found out. "fuck you, grandma." he said under his breath. He popped it in his mouth. It desolved on his tounge. A tingling sensation coursed through his body. He felt light and wonderful. Flying entered his mind, like on a Nimbus.
"Neville, are you ok?" He heard Harry's voice but no longer could see him.
"How does it feel..." The next voice droned out
"Nevi..." The last was a low rumble.
Knowing his eyes were now closed he opened them. He opened them and found himself back in the common room and the flying sensation ended. Thinking it ended so quick, he tried to speak. But then he saw Harry, Ron, and Hermonie. They looked different. Hemonie who was siting on the floor now, had a head of snakes. Neville gasped and backed off. He looked at Harry and Ron. They were joined at the shoulders. When They talked snake's tounges came out.
Neville back into a chair. He was glad to be sitting down because the other 3 seemed to look away from him. The chair was comfertable. Nestling in, he heard a rattling on the floor. Rattlesnakes were all around his feet. He brought them up and tucked them quickly under himself.
The common room faded away to a dark stone room. He didn't know where he was. This room was not familiar to his own eyes.
"Excuse me, Mr. Longbottom." said a horriffing voice.
Neville looked down at his chair. It was no longer there. It was replaced my long black cloth. Striking him hard, and frightened to look up, he knew exatly who it was. He was sitting on Profesor Snape's lap. The room was Snape's Chambers.
"Mr. Longbottom!"
Neville jumped off but there was no floor under him. He fell. It seemed like forever to him. Total blackness surrounded his body. Suddenly he hit a floor. Opening his eyes, he found himself surrounded by white light. He stood up and walked foward. A glass wall stopped him. He pressed his hands against the glass. He noticed a gold band surrounding the glass. He looked back and saw white smoke coming from the center. He backed himself against the wall as the smoke turned red. It seemed to be coming towards him. A snakes head formed int he smoke. It opened it's jaws and came charging to Neville.
Neville closed his eyes and felt himself fall to the ground.
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"Oh my god, What are we going to do?" Hermonie rushed towards the fallen Neville.
"Quick lets drag him upstairs before someone burst in and sees him this way." Harry took his shoulders while Ron and Hermonie picked up a leg.
The slowly brought him up the stairs and rested him on the bed. The just stared down at him for a few minutes.
"I wonder what happened? He was shreetching so loud. I'm surprised none of the teachers came barging in," Ron finally said.
"I know. Lets be more safe and do it here. I dont' feel like dragging anyone up more stairs." Harry burst out.
"I'll take the next one," Ron looked at Harry.
