Turning Your Time Around
By: Cheelalaucha
Chapter dedicated to: Miss Hay, my english teacher & the Student Council organizer.

A; Chapter 2: "Pain In the Back"

Neville was laying on his back, outside, on the grass. He opened his eyes to see the bright blue sky above him. There weren't any clouds to be seen anywhere.

What? It was just about to rain. What the bloody hell's just happened?

Neville moved his arm up slowly to push his messed-up hair out of his face, then rolled over onto his stomach so that he could get up easier. His whole backside was aching terribly. He must have fallen back hard. After taking two minutes to reach his feet, he gazed around the crowd that was gathered around him.

Oh cripes, why do so many people like watching duels? I hate crowds. I bet I did something stupid like tripped over myself while the curse was on me.

Neville had assumed that they had gathered to watch the fight between Malfoy, Ron and him. But, he wasn't aware that he was in a different time, so there was no cause for alarm... yet.

"Maybe he needs to see the nurse." Neville heard a girl behind him say. He turned around to see a girl with dark red hair inching toward him.

"Are you all right?" The girl asked him.

"I think so," Neville replied warily.

"What's your name?" The girl asked as if he were a small child.

Neville really didn't want to have this conversation. He didn't want to be in front of every body either. All he wanted to do was lay down on his bed and relax. When Neville didn't answer the other's question, she came up closer to him and spoke again.

"Do you want to see the nurse?"

Neville was going to say no, but he felt a sharp pain race up his back. Neville winced, then answered with out looking at the girl. "Oh, yeah, I guess that would be a good idea."

"Come on, I'll help you up there," The girl said with a concerned tone.

Neville took a few small steps forward, and then, side by side, they walked slowly into the castle. They made it to the hospital wing in about fifteen minutes, since Neville was walking so slow.

"Madam Pomfrey? Are you here?" The girl yelled into the empty room.

Just then, Madam Pomfrey dashed out of a door on the right. "Yes dear. How may I help you?" Madam Pomfrey asked her with a smile.

"Uh, well, I think he got cursed by someone," the girl waved her hand towards Neville.

"What happened, dear?" She asked Neville.

"Malfoy cursed me with something and I fell backwards. My back is killing me," Neville answered her, shifting his position.

"Malfoy? Heh, well, let me take a look," Madam Pomfrey replied, walking over to Neville. "Can you bend forward and touch your toes?"

Neville moved slightly forward, but straightened up again. "Uh..."

Madam Pomfrey looked at him impatiently. "Well, come on dear! I don't have the whole school year!"

Neville immediately replied to that. "I can't go forward any further without hurting."

"Ah, yes, well you don't have to. It's probably just a sore back. I'll give you a pain-relieving potion and you can stay down here tonight." Madam Pomfrey said it as more of an order than a question, so Neville just nodded. With that, she dashed back off into the room at the right to get the potion.

"Um, why don't you sit down or something?" The girl asked him. She led him to the closest bed, and Neville sat down, gently. Neville was surprised when she sat down beside him. "What's your name?" She asked for the second time.

"Neville," he replied.

"I'm Lily Evans, Gryffindor, fourth year. What house are you in?" She asked him happily.

"I'm in Gryffindor too," Neville said, rubbing his shoulder. He kept having sharp pains in his left shoulder and his back.

What in the world? I must have done a somersault before I landed on my back. Geez!

Lily looked at him curiously. "I've never seen you at the Gryffindor table before - or the common room."

"I'm easy to miss," Neville told her.

But, Lily still looked at him with questioning eyes. After a few moments, she glanced down at the floor uneasily.

"What's wrong?" Neville asked her.

Lily raised her eyes back to him.

"Well... uh, well you said that you were attacked by Malfoy, but I didn't see him anywhere. And, he can't run away that fast. But, it is possible, I guess. I mean Lucius Malfoy's not a great person."

Neville, who had been looking out the window, shot his eyes back to Lily as quick as lightning.

"Lucius? I'm talking about Draco Malfoy." Neville gave her a weird look.

Lily gave Neville the same look back. "Who? What are you talking about?"

A/N: What did you think? I'd like to know, so please review.