Chapter 5
I entered the common room, prepared to start my mission. However, to my surprise, Hermione immediately grabbed my elbow and pulled me into a corner.
Now, this was to good an opportunity to pass up. "Hello, Hermione," I said slowly.
"Hi, Neville. Listen, I need you to do me a favor..." she trailed off.
"Oh really. I'm sorry, Hermione, but I really can't help you in that way..." I trailed off as well, but in an entirely different tone.
"What? Do you already know what I'm going to ask?"
"As a matter of fact, it's quite obvious. The way you stare off into space, the way you look at certain people." I winked at her and she looked at me like I was insane. "I'm sorry, but I'm not available at the moment. I already have a boyfriend so..."
"What? EW! Neville, what's wrong with you? Did you think that I was interested in you? Wait! You're gay?" Hermione looked shocked.
"Bit slow, aren't you? Behold the top of our class."
"Shut up, Neville. When did you become so cocky?"
I smirked, trying to not talk about the play on words that she had just used. "What do you really want, Hermione?"
"Well, I needed to... wait! Who's your boyfriend."
Oh, yeah. Oops. Wasn't supposed to mention that to Harry's friends. "That's not important. What is important is your crush on Malfoy." Ooh! I got her there!
"Yeah, but... wait! No! I don't have a crush on Malfoy."
"You fancy him!" I then dissolved into a fit of giggles. That's right, a fit of giggles. Hey, I'm gay.
"Shut up, Neville. Just do me a favor. Can I borrow your potions text?"
Alright, that was not what I was expecting. I thought she would ask me to spy on Malfoy, but I guess that doesn't make much sense. "Oh. Is that all? Alright then. But you do fancy Malfoy, right?"
"How did you... I mean, no." I think Hermione's having an off day. She's usually quite clever, you know.
"Right. Just checking. How much will you pay me to give you my potions text?" Gold digger? Me? NO!
"What? Pay you? Forget it, I'll just ask Harry."
Mmm, Harry.
