Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling.
I am not her. This is merely a fanfiction to tide us over until Book 6.
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated as quickly as I have in the past. I have been doing some moving, but I will try to finish this story sometime in the next week and a half. Thanks for all the reviews. This chapter has a little punch in it. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` `````````````````````````````````````````````````````
The door to the charms opened and the fifth-years flowed out. Standing against the wall on the opposite side of the corridor, was Neville. As soon as he saw a flash of red, he smiled. Looking up a relieved grin crossed Ginny Weasley's face, upon seeing Neville in one piece.
"How did potions go?" Ginny asked as she stood before him.
"Kiss me and I'll tell you," he smiled, taking her books from her.
Ginny sighed happily, then got on her tiptoes and kissed Neville's cheek.
"That's it?" he said pouting.
"Well I don't know if what you're going to tell me deserves a better kiss or not," she teased.
"How touching a Weasel and a Squib. Couldn't imagine a better match," came the sneering drawl of Draco Malfoy.
Neville's smile immediately went to into a frown. "Get behind me," he told Ginny as he dropped her books, drew his wand. Malfoy stood a few feet away flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. By the look in their eyes, Ginny knew nothing good was going to come of this.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ginny asked, looking over Neville's shoulder.
"Retaliation," he said firmly. "Longbottom needs to be taught some respect. What he called our head of house today was. . . most undignified, but then again as a Weasley I don't expect you to know what dignified is."
"Leave her out of this," snarled Neville.
"Oh, I don't think I will. But my main concern at the moment if you. The noble house of Slytherin will not be tarnished by a worthless squib like you," he said drawing his wand.
"Malfoy, remember me telling you that I was worth ten of you, well I may have cross the line, but I'm still worth more than nine of you."
"A wizard's duel then?"
"You tried that first year with Ron and Harry," Neville said sternly. "YOU never showed. In fact, you sent Filch after them. A coward like you wouldn't show in a real wizard's duel."
Malfoy's lips turned into a thin line as he began to fume.
"I'd watch your back Longbottom," he growled. "You're making powerful enemies. I'd hate to see you lying beside mummy and daddy in St. Mungo's."
Ginny noticed Neville gripping his wand so tight his knuckles turned white. She put her hand on his shoulder to calm him, but it didn't seem to be working. Where was a professor when you needed them, she thought.
"How touching," Malfoy smirked looking at Ginny's hand on Neville's shoulder. "the Gryffinwhore is trying to calm you down. Working your way around the sixth-year boys dorm heh? First Potter, then Thomas now Longbottom. When can I expect you in our dorms?" he smirked at Ginny.
Before anyone knew what was happening. Neville had cast two binding charms on Crabbe and Goyle and had Malfoy disarmed and pinned against the castle wall by the throat. Neville's wand was pushed into Malfoy's side and Ginny saw Malfoy flinch as Neville dug it deeper into him.
"DON'T you EVER say anything like that about Ginny again," growled Neville, pushing his hand more into Malfoy's throat and the wand into his side. "That is my future wife you are talking about. I'll make this easy for you Malfoy. Apologize or I WILL kill you. I don't give a damn about Azkaban."
Malfoy struggled to catch his breath, which just made Neville tighten his grip. By this time, Ginny was quite certain that Neville would kill Malfoy. His wand had punctured Malfoy's skin at his side and a few droplets of blood could be seen on Malfoy's shirt.
"Neville please," Ginny said trembling. "He's not worth it."
"He shouldn't have said anything about you," growled Neville.
"Let him go please. Neville you're scaring me," she said frantically.
Neville turned to look at Ginny. Unspilled tears filled her eyes. Ginny saw the anger leave Neville and he let go of Malfoy. The Slytherin fell to the ground with a thump, gasping for air and holding onto his side.
"Gin, I'm so sorry. He just shouldn't have said anything about you," he apologized reaching out for her. Ginny flinched as he did so. Ashamed, Neville put his hands at his sides.
"You scared me," she said meekly, turning to leave.
"I don't know what came over me," he said apologetically. "Gin, I am so sorry."
A tear spilled down Ginny's cheek as she grabbed her books and looked back at Neville. Then she turned and hurried down the corridor. Neville looked back to see Crabbe and Goyle helping Malfoy up. They were trying to get their wands too.
Neville ran his hand through his hair and wondered what the hell got into him, before taking off after Ginny.
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated as quickly as I have in the past. I have been doing some moving, but I will try to finish this story sometime in the next week and a half. Thanks for all the reviews. This chapter has a little punch in it. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` `````````````````````````````````````````````````````
The door to the charms opened and the fifth-years flowed out. Standing against the wall on the opposite side of the corridor, was Neville. As soon as he saw a flash of red, he smiled. Looking up a relieved grin crossed Ginny Weasley's face, upon seeing Neville in one piece.
"How did potions go?" Ginny asked as she stood before him.
"Kiss me and I'll tell you," he smiled, taking her books from her.
Ginny sighed happily, then got on her tiptoes and kissed Neville's cheek.
"That's it?" he said pouting.
"Well I don't know if what you're going to tell me deserves a better kiss or not," she teased.
"How touching a Weasel and a Squib. Couldn't imagine a better match," came the sneering drawl of Draco Malfoy.
Neville's smile immediately went to into a frown. "Get behind me," he told Ginny as he dropped her books, drew his wand. Malfoy stood a few feet away flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. By the look in their eyes, Ginny knew nothing good was going to come of this.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ginny asked, looking over Neville's shoulder.
"Retaliation," he said firmly. "Longbottom needs to be taught some respect. What he called our head of house today was. . . most undignified, but then again as a Weasley I don't expect you to know what dignified is."
"Leave her out of this," snarled Neville.
"Oh, I don't think I will. But my main concern at the moment if you. The noble house of Slytherin will not be tarnished by a worthless squib like you," he said drawing his wand.
"Malfoy, remember me telling you that I was worth ten of you, well I may have cross the line, but I'm still worth more than nine of you."
"A wizard's duel then?"
"You tried that first year with Ron and Harry," Neville said sternly. "YOU never showed. In fact, you sent Filch after them. A coward like you wouldn't show in a real wizard's duel."
Malfoy's lips turned into a thin line as he began to fume.
"I'd watch your back Longbottom," he growled. "You're making powerful enemies. I'd hate to see you lying beside mummy and daddy in St. Mungo's."
Ginny noticed Neville gripping his wand so tight his knuckles turned white. She put her hand on his shoulder to calm him, but it didn't seem to be working. Where was a professor when you needed them, she thought.
"How touching," Malfoy smirked looking at Ginny's hand on Neville's shoulder. "the Gryffinwhore is trying to calm you down. Working your way around the sixth-year boys dorm heh? First Potter, then Thomas now Longbottom. When can I expect you in our dorms?" he smirked at Ginny.
Before anyone knew what was happening. Neville had cast two binding charms on Crabbe and Goyle and had Malfoy disarmed and pinned against the castle wall by the throat. Neville's wand was pushed into Malfoy's side and Ginny saw Malfoy flinch as Neville dug it deeper into him.
"DON'T you EVER say anything like that about Ginny again," growled Neville, pushing his hand more into Malfoy's throat and the wand into his side. "That is my future wife you are talking about. I'll make this easy for you Malfoy. Apologize or I WILL kill you. I don't give a damn about Azkaban."
Malfoy struggled to catch his breath, which just made Neville tighten his grip. By this time, Ginny was quite certain that Neville would kill Malfoy. His wand had punctured Malfoy's skin at his side and a few droplets of blood could be seen on Malfoy's shirt.
"Neville please," Ginny said trembling. "He's not worth it."
"He shouldn't have said anything about you," growled Neville.
"Let him go please. Neville you're scaring me," she said frantically.
Neville turned to look at Ginny. Unspilled tears filled her eyes. Ginny saw the anger leave Neville and he let go of Malfoy. The Slytherin fell to the ground with a thump, gasping for air and holding onto his side.
"Gin, I'm so sorry. He just shouldn't have said anything about you," he apologized reaching out for her. Ginny flinched as he did so. Ashamed, Neville put his hands at his sides.
"You scared me," she said meekly, turning to leave.
"I don't know what came over me," he said apologetically. "Gin, I am so sorry."
A tear spilled down Ginny's cheek as she grabbed her books and looked back at Neville. Then she turned and hurried down the corridor. Neville looked back to see Crabbe and Goyle helping Malfoy up. They were trying to get their wands too.
Neville ran his hand through his hair and wondered what the hell got into him, before taking off after Ginny.
