Chapter Nine
A/N: Hey guys, okay, here I am, trying to make this chapter a long one, but I'll most likely fail, lol. Um, yeah, well recently a lot of reviewers have been getting annoyed with the lengths of the chapters so, I'm trying to please you all. Okay, now, this chapter is basically what happened to Hermione before she went downstairs and passed out, it's what she read, oh, and think about the information being released through Neville's journal, it's just possible to figure out the plot. Good luck (oh I feel like a game show host)!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or anything along those lines. So basically, if you see something you recognize, it's not mine.
(to recap) ["I don't think Neville killed himself, or, well, I don't think he meant to," she said, her hands shaking violently.
"What do you mean," George asked rushing to her side, just in time to catch her as she fell in a dead faint.]
Hermione sat on her bed staring down at the first page of the journal that lay in front of her, smiling at Neville's loopy handwriting. She wondered if she should read it, even though Neville himself had told her to, she still had her reservations. Upon making a decision, she nodded her head and turned the first page.
Excerpt from the Journal of Neville Longbottom
September 01 yr 1
Today was the most important day of my life, according to my Gran, but I on the other hand think it very well may be the worst day of my life. In case you were wondering what happened today, I started my schooling at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which means major embarrassment on my part. Even though the school is gorgeous and I'm glad I'm here, but she seems to think I'll become a brilliant wizard. I on the other hand believe otherwise, how is it possible for someone who blew up half of Ollivanders after finding their wand, to become anything but a failure?
My stomach did a huge flip as Professor McGonagall Deputy Headmistress and Transfiguration teacher, led us into the Great Hall. All of the other students watched us unabashedly as we were lead down the main aisle, and then stopped at the very front of the Hall; a few stared wide- eyed as we each sat under the hat that would determine our house, and our future in the school. The Gryffindor house was known for it's bravery, the Ravenclaw for their cleverness, the Hufflepuff for were hard working, and the cold Slytherin is known for its ambitious students. I became another Gryffindor, red and gold, brave, somehow the hat had gotten the impression that I was brave.
On a brighter note, I've met the most fantastic people in this house, like Oliver Wood, the Quidditch captain, and just a plain nice guy, strict by way of his team, but willing to help out a fellow Gryffindor. Another interesting person is Ron Weasley, a great guy don't get me wrong, but he's just about as moronic as I am clumsy, yet another person is Dean Thomas, a tall kid, a great sense of humor, and he hangs out with Seamus, whom I've met on other occasions.
Then there was Hermione Granger, there is something about her I just don't understand. As soon as I noticed her sitting at the Gryffindor table she caught my attention. She seemed quiet, but she had a thick air of arrogance around her. She sat silently, observing the rest of the students in our house as they socialized, and every so often asking a question or two to Percy Weasley, who is a Gryffindor prefect, and quite pompous himself. This bushy haired, bucktoothed girl is so plain, but beautiful, it must be her eyes, which are a stunning honey almond color.
Sometimes all I can think about is that when I think the most incredible things pop into my head, and it irritates me beyond belief that when I try to express my thoughts it comes out as one long jumbled sentence. When I tried to talk to her I sounded like a complete fool, I couldn't even get out a small "good morning" without stumbling over the words. She must think of me as a stupid boy, that's all I am to everyone.
November 02 yr 3
I've melted yet another cauldron, and got another forty points taken from the Gryffindor house. It's not exactly encouraging to hear the whole class groan when Snape yells at you, even the Slytherins have lowered their laughter to snickers. I'm sure Hermione was the angriest of everyone, but she came over and helped me clean up the mess anyway. There is something special about her, I can feel it, something no one has noticed yet. Now, she seems like she always has somewhere to go, she rarely even has time to come to the Quidditch matches, and I know she loves to watch Harry. I barely get to talk to her, rushing in and out of the common room at top speeds, disappearing five minutes into lunch, I wonder what she is up to.
January 01, yr 4
I feel odd, my head throbs whenever I'm around Hermione. That's not all, I've started dreaming about her, and they scare me beyond belief. In each dream I am killing her, sick and twisted, yes it is, but the worst part is every morning I wake up feeling satisfied that I've done something good. This all started earlier this week, after Dumbledore had slipped away to have a meeting with Lucius Malfoy. I was walking down the hall when we slammed into each other, falling backward, and I slammed my head into the floor. He whispered something under his breath, then narrowed his eyes at me while picking himself up off of the floor and brushing off his robes.
"Watch where you are going Longbottom," he hissed at me. "Unlike my son, I punish all who get in my way, especially those who cause small grievances.
"Yes Mister Malfoy," I managed to spit out clearly, despite my fear.
Then as he was walking away I swore I heard someone whisper "odium habeo amor ceacus letum," could it have been Lucius, could he be the key to what's happening. After he had turned the corer my head began to throb relentlessly, in fact it pounded so fiercely that I was sure death would be the only ease.
February 16 yr 4
It's getting harder to control myself, whatever is happening to me seems to be getting worse by the hour. I've noticed that my behavior seems odd, whenever I'm around a large group of people I am social, happy, and then when I'm alone I can't stop thinking about death, all I can see is blood and it frightens me.
The worst part about whatever it is, is that I've become violent around Hermione, not that anyone has noticed, in fact I don't think she's noticed. At night I've taken to planning her death, and I could get away with it easily because of the TriWizard Tournament! Maybe I'm so attracted to her that I can't bare the thought of her being with anyone other then me, let alone Krum, who is just about the biggest ass I've ever met in my life. You can tell Hermione has a good heart is she'll go to a ball with someone as ugly as that.
I hope that I can keep holding myself back like this, it's been hard, and I'm not sure I'll be able to hold back if I find her alone in a dungeon hallway. I'll have to make sure I'm always with the guys, never alone. Maybe I can protect her that way.
September 01 yr 5
Tonight was the worst it's ever been, I actually dragged myself out of bed, and sneaked into the girls dormitories. When I was sure that all of the girls were asleep I walked beside her bed and watched her chest rise and fall, lungs filling with air. Then, grasping my wand so tightly in my hand that my knuckles turned white I tried to think of the most painful spell I could.
I'm almost positive that I would have killed her if Lavender hadn't woken up and then tried to turn on the light. Sometimes I swear that girl is really clairvoyant, I think she even tried to warn Hermione in the Common Room tonight. Lucky for me, Hermione thinks that reading the future is a waste of time. God, it made me want to strangle her as well.
Something is dreadfully wrong with me, I don't feel like myself, and I never have thought about killing someone, and killing them with the spell that killed my parents worst of all! I have a strange feeling that L. Malfoy was behind all of this, he wants to punish me, the sick fuck. He'll get it with the rest of them... God I hate this. Neville Longbottom
Hermione closed her eyes and clasped a hand to her throat, he had been
standing over her, ready to kill her, for one fleeting moment she was
sure that he was standing behind her, ready to kill. This wasn't
Neville, even he had said that, the Neville she knew was afraid of
baby Mandrakes, barely able to stand up to Harry, Ron, and I during
first year! There was obviously magic at work and she was sure she
knew who was behind it.
Lucius Malfoy, Neville had written he had heard someone speaking
Latin as the senior Malfoy rushing away, it was undoubtedly a dark
spell, and it seemed like Lucius Malfoy would be one of the few that
would stoop so low. She slipped off of her bed, and felt the cold of
the floor beneath her feet, she felt a jolt of electricity run up her
spine and she stood up drunkenly.
"He tried to kill me," she said aloud, ignoring the vital
information she had just discovered. She couldn't get the thoughts out
of her head, she hadn't really noticed a change in Neville's attitude
until the beginning of this year, he had acted jealous, rude, and
downright mean, but she hadn't even bothered to ask what was wrong.
She fumbled with the doorknob until it opened and she stumbled
clumsily down the stairs into the common room. There, sitting on a
couch was George, across from him sat Fred, both eagerly discussing
their plans for another prank to play on Snape.
"I don't think Neville killed himself, or, well, I don't think he meant to," she said numbly, her hands shaking violently.
"What do you mean," George asked rushing to her side, just in time to catch her as she fell in a dead faint.
A/N: Well, that was longer then the last chapter, lol. I really have nothing much to say, other then haha I get to go to a Good Charlotte concert tomorrow in Mass! GO me (does happy dance)! Oh yeah, and thanks to all of my reviewers!
SycoCallie- It took me long enough to update, and that chapter was a pathetic length, but thanks for still reviewing. I can't tell you if your theory is right, but I think that this chapter may change your mind. I was just wondering, have you posted your story under a different name, or is it just in the works.
George- when I said "they did, so they did" it was basically me rambling, it didn't really mean anything other then 'it's a little late to change what I've already written, and I don't plan to change it anyway.' KrystinePotterLover- You love it? That's so cool, sorry, I still can't believe so many people have reviewed! Thanks for encouraging me!
Young Golden Unicorn- Have any ideas what's really going on? Thanks for reading!!! (
Lidehtium- The twists are still coming, and I will keep writing if you keep reviewing!
Spoon- Legolas *sighs and stares off into space, wow! Okay, I'm back no worried everyone, but we all know that he makes the book better, and that he is major eye candy!
Zipporah- Tom is my cousin, who is incredibly annoying, and yet the coolest guy in the world. Lol, he's in college, but he came back for Christmas, therefore since I'm the person who is closest to his age he hung out with me for a while. Of course he took my other cousin to see the Two Towers. (growls).
Tropix: I know, I'm a sucker for the bad boys and the pranksters, lord knows there are a lack of them at my school!
Harrygirlie- Scandalous, lol, yes, it is. Probably because of Ron, and he would most likely kill them when he found out. Fred, why oh why!
Snickerdoodle- Lol, I updated just so you wouldn't have to track me down! Lol, thanks for reviewing, and I hope you liked the chapter.
Spaztcweezl: I want a cupcake, lol! Not that I expect one, but I'm hungry.
Madam-pyro- Your theory, well, who knows, I could very well do whatever I want depending on where you guys think it's going
Alizee: Yeah, in a sense, this chapter ended the same way, but it explained itself. So I guess that means I have to update again, lol.
Plastic- Wow, you got it! Lol, the toad poisoned him, lol.
WindRider-Damia- Chap, lol, I had never thought about it, lol. Oh god Leprechauns and spinach, not appealing. I didn't really explain it either, don't expect a reliable explanation until the last chap.
Sabrina: I'm trying to work on the length, but sometimes I have to cut off the chapters or else it wouldn't make much sense. But I'll work on it.
Little Bo Peep: I updated, aren't you proud.
A/N: Hey guys, okay, here I am, trying to make this chapter a long one, but I'll most likely fail, lol. Um, yeah, well recently a lot of reviewers have been getting annoyed with the lengths of the chapters so, I'm trying to please you all. Okay, now, this chapter is basically what happened to Hermione before she went downstairs and passed out, it's what she read, oh, and think about the information being released through Neville's journal, it's just possible to figure out the plot. Good luck (oh I feel like a game show host)!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or anything along those lines. So basically, if you see something you recognize, it's not mine.
(to recap) ["I don't think Neville killed himself, or, well, I don't think he meant to," she said, her hands shaking violently.
"What do you mean," George asked rushing to her side, just in time to catch her as she fell in a dead faint.]
Hermione sat on her bed staring down at the first page of the journal that lay in front of her, smiling at Neville's loopy handwriting. She wondered if she should read it, even though Neville himself had told her to, she still had her reservations. Upon making a decision, she nodded her head and turned the first page.
Excerpt from the Journal of Neville Longbottom
September 01 yr 1
Today was the most important day of my life, according to my Gran, but I on the other hand think it very well may be the worst day of my life. In case you were wondering what happened today, I started my schooling at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which means major embarrassment on my part. Even though the school is gorgeous and I'm glad I'm here, but she seems to think I'll become a brilliant wizard. I on the other hand believe otherwise, how is it possible for someone who blew up half of Ollivanders after finding their wand, to become anything but a failure?
My stomach did a huge flip as Professor McGonagall Deputy Headmistress and Transfiguration teacher, led us into the Great Hall. All of the other students watched us unabashedly as we were lead down the main aisle, and then stopped at the very front of the Hall; a few stared wide- eyed as we each sat under the hat that would determine our house, and our future in the school. The Gryffindor house was known for it's bravery, the Ravenclaw for their cleverness, the Hufflepuff for were hard working, and the cold Slytherin is known for its ambitious students. I became another Gryffindor, red and gold, brave, somehow the hat had gotten the impression that I was brave.
On a brighter note, I've met the most fantastic people in this house, like Oliver Wood, the Quidditch captain, and just a plain nice guy, strict by way of his team, but willing to help out a fellow Gryffindor. Another interesting person is Ron Weasley, a great guy don't get me wrong, but he's just about as moronic as I am clumsy, yet another person is Dean Thomas, a tall kid, a great sense of humor, and he hangs out with Seamus, whom I've met on other occasions.
Then there was Hermione Granger, there is something about her I just don't understand. As soon as I noticed her sitting at the Gryffindor table she caught my attention. She seemed quiet, but she had a thick air of arrogance around her. She sat silently, observing the rest of the students in our house as they socialized, and every so often asking a question or two to Percy Weasley, who is a Gryffindor prefect, and quite pompous himself. This bushy haired, bucktoothed girl is so plain, but beautiful, it must be her eyes, which are a stunning honey almond color.
Sometimes all I can think about is that when I think the most incredible things pop into my head, and it irritates me beyond belief that when I try to express my thoughts it comes out as one long jumbled sentence. When I tried to talk to her I sounded like a complete fool, I couldn't even get out a small "good morning" without stumbling over the words. She must think of me as a stupid boy, that's all I am to everyone.
November 02 yr 3
I've melted yet another cauldron, and got another forty points taken from the Gryffindor house. It's not exactly encouraging to hear the whole class groan when Snape yells at you, even the Slytherins have lowered their laughter to snickers. I'm sure Hermione was the angriest of everyone, but she came over and helped me clean up the mess anyway. There is something special about her, I can feel it, something no one has noticed yet. Now, she seems like she always has somewhere to go, she rarely even has time to come to the Quidditch matches, and I know she loves to watch Harry. I barely get to talk to her, rushing in and out of the common room at top speeds, disappearing five minutes into lunch, I wonder what she is up to.
January 01, yr 4
I feel odd, my head throbs whenever I'm around Hermione. That's not all, I've started dreaming about her, and they scare me beyond belief. In each dream I am killing her, sick and twisted, yes it is, but the worst part is every morning I wake up feeling satisfied that I've done something good. This all started earlier this week, after Dumbledore had slipped away to have a meeting with Lucius Malfoy. I was walking down the hall when we slammed into each other, falling backward, and I slammed my head into the floor. He whispered something under his breath, then narrowed his eyes at me while picking himself up off of the floor and brushing off his robes.
"Watch where you are going Longbottom," he hissed at me. "Unlike my son, I punish all who get in my way, especially those who cause small grievances.
"Yes Mister Malfoy," I managed to spit out clearly, despite my fear.
Then as he was walking away I swore I heard someone whisper "odium habeo amor ceacus letum," could it have been Lucius, could he be the key to what's happening. After he had turned the corer my head began to throb relentlessly, in fact it pounded so fiercely that I was sure death would be the only ease.
February 16 yr 4
It's getting harder to control myself, whatever is happening to me seems to be getting worse by the hour. I've noticed that my behavior seems odd, whenever I'm around a large group of people I am social, happy, and then when I'm alone I can't stop thinking about death, all I can see is blood and it frightens me.
The worst part about whatever it is, is that I've become violent around Hermione, not that anyone has noticed, in fact I don't think she's noticed. At night I've taken to planning her death, and I could get away with it easily because of the TriWizard Tournament! Maybe I'm so attracted to her that I can't bare the thought of her being with anyone other then me, let alone Krum, who is just about the biggest ass I've ever met in my life. You can tell Hermione has a good heart is she'll go to a ball with someone as ugly as that.
I hope that I can keep holding myself back like this, it's been hard, and I'm not sure I'll be able to hold back if I find her alone in a dungeon hallway. I'll have to make sure I'm always with the guys, never alone. Maybe I can protect her that way.
September 01 yr 5
Tonight was the worst it's ever been, I actually dragged myself out of bed, and sneaked into the girls dormitories. When I was sure that all of the girls were asleep I walked beside her bed and watched her chest rise and fall, lungs filling with air. Then, grasping my wand so tightly in my hand that my knuckles turned white I tried to think of the most painful spell I could.
I'm almost positive that I would have killed her if Lavender hadn't woken up and then tried to turn on the light. Sometimes I swear that girl is really clairvoyant, I think she even tried to warn Hermione in the Common Room tonight. Lucky for me, Hermione thinks that reading the future is a waste of time. God, it made me want to strangle her as well.
Something is dreadfully wrong with me, I don't feel like myself, and I never have thought about killing someone, and killing them with the spell that killed my parents worst of all! I have a strange feeling that L. Malfoy was behind all of this, he wants to punish me, the sick fuck. He'll get it with the rest of them... God I hate this. Neville Longbottom
Hermione closed her eyes and clasped a hand to her throat, he had been
standing over her, ready to kill her, for one fleeting moment she was
sure that he was standing behind her, ready to kill. This wasn't
Neville, even he had said that, the Neville she knew was afraid of
baby Mandrakes, barely able to stand up to Harry, Ron, and I during
first year! There was obviously magic at work and she was sure she
knew who was behind it.
Lucius Malfoy, Neville had written he had heard someone speaking
Latin as the senior Malfoy rushing away, it was undoubtedly a dark
spell, and it seemed like Lucius Malfoy would be one of the few that
would stoop so low. She slipped off of her bed, and felt the cold of
the floor beneath her feet, she felt a jolt of electricity run up her
spine and she stood up drunkenly.
"He tried to kill me," she said aloud, ignoring the vital
information she had just discovered. She couldn't get the thoughts out
of her head, she hadn't really noticed a change in Neville's attitude
until the beginning of this year, he had acted jealous, rude, and
downright mean, but she hadn't even bothered to ask what was wrong.
She fumbled with the doorknob until it opened and she stumbled
clumsily down the stairs into the common room. There, sitting on a
couch was George, across from him sat Fred, both eagerly discussing
their plans for another prank to play on Snape.
"I don't think Neville killed himself, or, well, I don't think he meant to," she said numbly, her hands shaking violently.
"What do you mean," George asked rushing to her side, just in time to catch her as she fell in a dead faint.
A/N: Well, that was longer then the last chapter, lol. I really have nothing much to say, other then haha I get to go to a Good Charlotte concert tomorrow in Mass! GO me (does happy dance)! Oh yeah, and thanks to all of my reviewers!
SycoCallie- It took me long enough to update, and that chapter was a pathetic length, but thanks for still reviewing. I can't tell you if your theory is right, but I think that this chapter may change your mind. I was just wondering, have you posted your story under a different name, or is it just in the works.
George- when I said "they did, so they did" it was basically me rambling, it didn't really mean anything other then 'it's a little late to change what I've already written, and I don't plan to change it anyway.' KrystinePotterLover- You love it? That's so cool, sorry, I still can't believe so many people have reviewed! Thanks for encouraging me!
Young Golden Unicorn- Have any ideas what's really going on? Thanks for reading!!! (
Lidehtium- The twists are still coming, and I will keep writing if you keep reviewing!
Spoon- Legolas *sighs and stares off into space, wow! Okay, I'm back no worried everyone, but we all know that he makes the book better, and that he is major eye candy!
Zipporah- Tom is my cousin, who is incredibly annoying, and yet the coolest guy in the world. Lol, he's in college, but he came back for Christmas, therefore since I'm the person who is closest to his age he hung out with me for a while. Of course he took my other cousin to see the Two Towers. (growls).
Tropix: I know, I'm a sucker for the bad boys and the pranksters, lord knows there are a lack of them at my school!
Harrygirlie- Scandalous, lol, yes, it is. Probably because of Ron, and he would most likely kill them when he found out. Fred, why oh why!
Snickerdoodle- Lol, I updated just so you wouldn't have to track me down! Lol, thanks for reviewing, and I hope you liked the chapter.
Spaztcweezl: I want a cupcake, lol! Not that I expect one, but I'm hungry.
Madam-pyro- Your theory, well, who knows, I could very well do whatever I want depending on where you guys think it's going
Alizee: Yeah, in a sense, this chapter ended the same way, but it explained itself. So I guess that means I have to update again, lol.
Plastic- Wow, you got it! Lol, the toad poisoned him, lol.
WindRider-Damia- Chap, lol, I had never thought about it, lol. Oh god Leprechauns and spinach, not appealing. I didn't really explain it either, don't expect a reliable explanation until the last chap.
Sabrina: I'm trying to work on the length, but sometimes I have to cut off the chapters or else it wouldn't make much sense. But I'll work on it.
Little Bo Peep: I updated, aren't you proud.