A/N: All my reviewers have inspired me to keep writing so heres my second chapter…

I marched down the stairs with Trevor in my hands, glad to get away from the girls. The common room was deserted; the boys were nowhere to be seen. They were obviously plotting something.

I ascended the stairs to the boy's dormitory to see if that's where they were. I knocked on the door.

"Cover up, boys!" I bellowed through the door.

There were no scuffles or shouts so I opened it cautiously, just in case. The room was empty and looked like a bomb had hit it. I pushed some clothes aside with my feet and started to make a pathway to Neville's bed.

I placed Trevor on Neville's bedside table. Trevor gave a loud sob. Wait…toads don't cry! I stood still and listened…there it was again! It was definitely a human. I searched the room and under all the beds.

I kicked a pair of pyjamas out of my way, "Ow!" it cried. Wait…pyjamas don't feel pain! I inspected the articles of clothing more carefully and found that there was a boy in the pyjamas. Neville! Neville took one look at me and burst into tears. I couldn't imagine anything more pathetic; a boy in his nighties curled up on the floor, crying while a girl mistook him for some dirty washing and began kicking him.

"I…didn't think…you would find me on the floor" said Neville between sobs. What was I supposed to say to that?

"Apparently this room isn't messy enough…what's the matter Neville?" I said as I crouched down next to him.

Neville started to whimper. "Mal…Malfoy cornered me into a classroom and…" He trailed off and started to rock side to side.

I knew it had something to do with Malfoy. Damn his oily hide!

"Snape!" Neville began again. He shuddered at the name. "…Snape walked by the classroom door…"

"What did he do?" I asked soothingly, stroking Neville's hair. Neville smiled and closed his eyes. He seemed to be getting a little too much pleasure out of this, so I stopped.

"He did…Well he didn't do anything!" Neville cried burying his face in his hands. "Just nodded at Malfoy and walked on!"

I couldn't take much more of this inter house dispute. I couldn't wait until I could leave Hogwarts and start a real life, away from all this kind of garbage.

"What do you think, Hermione?" Neville asked.

"I can't take much more of this inter house dispute!" I cried, "I can't wait until I can leave Hogwarts and start a real life, away from all this kind of garbage."

Neville nodded slowly and sat up. He looked out the window and at the morning. "Hogwarts is my least favourite place in the world, and I hate summer holidays."

I was taken aback by this comment. Neville had always seemed a little sad, but I never thought he was this depressed. He's practically telling me he doesn't want to live anymore.

"Would you like to come to breakfast with me?" I asked, standing up.

"Yes please!" Neville said happily, scrambling to his feet. "I'll just get changed" his face went red and his eyes darted from me to the door.

I got the hint and walked out almost breaking my neck by tripping on a pile of schoolbooks. I closed the door behind me and leant against it. A few boys walked past eyeing me warily, but I just smiled and waved.

There was a loud thud and then laughter that came from the staircase.

"Ha ha…lookit Harry, I fell UP the stairs, ha ha…"

Ron appeared at the foot of the stairs, laughing uncontrollably while Ginny and Harry were trying to help him up.

"What happened to Ron?" I asked. Ron looked at me and laughed even harder.

"Malfoy" said Harry darkly, trying to heave Ron up the steps by the arm. "But Ginny did a brilliant Bogey Bat Hex on the git and his two boyfriends"

Ginny smiled modestly. Ron broke free and gave Harry a noogie.

"Aw, I love you mate." he said his voice similar to a drunken slur. "In a non sexual way though." he added. "I love you too 'Mione" he said grinning at me. I blushed and turned away.

"Ok, that's enough" Harry said detangling himself from Ron. "Hermione do you know how to fix him?"

"No" I said. "But I'll go to the library and find a book."

"Please hurry!" said Ginny as Ron was attempting to do a waltz with her.

I ran down the stairs and to the portrait hole.

"Hermione! Wait!" a voice shouted

I whirled around. Neville was hurrying towards me; his face was pink from running down the stairs.

"What about breakfast?" He panted.

"Not right now Neville, I have to go to the library"

"That's what everyone says" Neville whispered. I pretended not to hear and climbed through the portrait hole leaving Neville looking heartbroken.

AN: This chapter wasn't really planned I just thought stuff up as I wrote. Please review.