A/N: Bit of cussing in this one cuz it's rated PG-13 and we want to live up to that. Young ones, close your ears!
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Chapter 4
I hate potions. It's just so frightening, what with the dungeon, and the cauldrons, and the scary bits of animals. Oh yeah, and Snape. He's scary, too.
Anyway, when potions was over, I practically ran out of the room, like always. I then waited for Harry to exit, and ask him if he wanted help on his Herboligy essay. Unfortunately, before Harry had left the dungeon, Malfoy stormed out, saw me, grabbed my robes, and pulled me around a corner. He slammed me against a wall, and looked rather threatening. And just a tad sexy. "What do you want, Malfoy?" I asked.
"What do I want, Longbottom? That's a confusing question," he looked a little nervous, like he was about to throw up. I'd never seen him look this way before. So, I decided to take advantage of it.
"So, you've finally discovered your feelings," I said, a smirk slowly coming to my face.
Malfoy closed his eyes for a second, then opened them again, looking more unguarded. "How did you know?"
"Well, it's obvious, isn't it. I mean, the way you dress, the way you talk," I said.
"Wait, what does that have to-"
I cut him off. "But you'll have to keep your feelings in check mind you. I'm sorry, but I already have a boyfriend, so-"
Now he cut me off, which is fine because I really didn't have much to say after that anyways. "What? EW! Longbottom, I swear-"
"I'm just kidding." I smirked. First time I've ever gotten the better of Malfoy. "So, what do you want?"
Malfoy took a deep breath. "I want you to spy for me."
Well, that took my by surprise. "Huh?"
"Yeah. Just tell me what Herm... Granger says about me."
I stared at him for a second. A slow grin came to my face. "Aww," I said, as if admiring a puppy. "That's so cute!"
"Shut the fuck up, Longbottom. You tell anyone about this, I'll kill you."
"Right. Of course you will. But one question. What's in it for me?" I sounded just like one of those muggle movies. Very cool. Well, I think.
"Two Galleons every time you get me good information," he said, sounded rather annoyed that he actually had to pay me.
Not bad. I didn't mind. "Fine with me. Can I go? I wouldn't want anyone to catch us in such a compromising position..." I trailed off, and Malfoy, just as expected, jumped back and hurried down the corridor.
So, now all I have to do is listen to Hermione's conversations, report back to Malfoy, and make money. Not that hard. I can't wait.
A/N: Neville with a bit of backbone here. Not a common appearance, but it worked. He's so cool. Okay, we'll have to work on more Nevilleish behavior next time. Cheers.
