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Ch. 4

Neville trudged up to the 6th year boy's Dormitory after saying goodnight to Ginny.

Just thinking about her made him feel weird. But, he didn't know why. Ginny would always be his friend…JUST his friend…or so he hoped.

When he opened the door, he found everyone staring at him.

"What?" He asked, walking over to his bed and pulling the covers back.

"Oh…nothin' mate. We were…uh…just talking about your 'incident' on the train." Dean Thomas explained, edging away from a baffled Neville.

"Oh…alright then."

They all looked at him and turned toward their beds and continued their nightly routines.

Shrugging, Neville changed and got into bed, hoping that tomorrow would turn out just a bit better.

He dreamed of the talking carrots again, except one of them looked eerily similar to his Gram.

"Eat your carrots Neville. Brush your teeth Neville. Feed Trevor Neville. Rub my feet Neville." It said, hobbling up to Neville.

"B-but, Graaam." He stammered, running from the carrot.

He suddenly woke up. It was bright and there wasn't a soul within earshot.

"Oh my GOD! What time is it!" Neville sputtered, leaping out of bed and tripping over his trunk.

"11: 00." His watch seemed to sneer, sending Neville into a state of sheer panic.

"OH MY LORD! IM 2 HOURS LATE TO CLASS!" He screamed, pulling on a sweater and dashing out of the room with his bag and books. He skidded to a stop when he came into the common room.

There he stood in the common room, in his pajamas and slippers, sweater pulled haphazardly over his head and school bag clutched to his chest. All the Gryffindors stood around him, smirks adorned their faces.

One 1st year was laughing so hard he began to cry.

"What…I…but me …late…what?" Neville spat, dropping his stuff on the hardwood floors.

"We got you good Mate!" Seamus Finnegan laughed.

Neville looked over at Ginny, who was wrapped around Dean Thomas and bawling.

"What time is it?"

"7: 00…" Ron giggled, showing his watch to a flabbergasted Neville.

Neville let out a cry of sheer embarrassment.

"We changed the time on yours when you were asleep!" Harry cried, sending the hundred some-odd students into torrents of howling laughter.

Neville looked around and swiftly made his way up the stairs. The Laughter continued for a good 15 minutes before he heard a knock on the door.

"I don't want any!" He yelled, throwing his pillow at the door.

He looked over to see he had hit Ginny, who was fixing her hair, which had become a mess when hit with the pillow.

"You know they didn't mean anything by it…" She whispered gently, walking over to Neville's side.

"Everyone hates me…" He sighed, looking up at Ginny. "That's what I was talking about."

"I don't…"

"Well…there's one out of millions."

"Don't act like this Neville. You know they were only kidding."

"Whatever."

She sighed and turned away. "See ya…"

"Yah, sure"

Ginny walked out of the room. He could see Dean standing in the hallway. She walked up to him and kissed him. They proceeded to snog for a good two minutes before gasping for air and practically skipping down the stairs together.

"Bloody git." He muttered, getting out of bed. 15 minutes until class began. Bloody brilliant.

He made his way to charms quickly, hoping he could avoid one of his infamous tardies.

He ran into the classroom, to find he wasn't late. Professor Flitwick motioned for him to sit down and they began their lesson on the Bubblehead charm.

The rest of the day was pretty routine, Truth serum in his pumpkin juice, (courtesy of Malfoy.) jinxed in the hall, (courtesy of Malfoy.) and harassed by Snape. (Courtesy of Snape…)

He hobbled into the common room after dinner and sat down on the couch next to the fire. He pulled his list of homework out of his bag and groaned….so…much…hoooomework…

Potions: Three page report on Obviotis potion.

Charms: Practice Bubblehead charm…yay…

Transfiguration: Step-by-step on how to transform a toucan into a handbag.

DADA: Four page essay on medieval torture techniques.

Herbology: Essay on tactous weeds (Due Monday.)

Divination: nothing…thank god.

He sighed and shuffled over to the table on the far side of the room and pulled his Potions essay (already started) out of his bag and continued to write in his tight, cramped handwriting.

He turned to see Ginny walking over to him; a look of utter distaste adorned her pretty face.

"I have so much home-…" He began, looking over at her.

"Sucks to be you." She cut off, striding up the stairs indifferently.

He sighed and continued his essay, occasionally looking over his shoulder for any sign of Ginny, enraged or not.

"Oh well…" He muttered, beginning his DADA Homework.

'Hmmm…burning at the stake….stoning….beheading…' He thought, chewing on the end of his quill.

"What else…?" He mused, silently wishing that it were a sugar quill he was gnawing on and not a regular one.

"There's pouring hot oil over your head, which I would love to do to you…" A voice growled from behind him. He turned to see Dean Thomas.

"Huh?" Neville muttered, turning back to his paper.

"You heard me Longbottom."

"What do you want? I'm trying to work here." Neville griped, throwing Dean a nasty look.

"Quit flirting with my girlfriend and I'll back off." He Grimaced, teeth and fists clenched.

"What in the hell are you talking about!" Neville spat, standing up to his full height, which was about two times as tall as Dean.

"Quit goin' after Ginny."

"I wasn't going after her in the first place!"

"Liar!"

Neville sighed and turned around slowly. "I don't want anything to do with this…you are clearly mental."

At the moment Neville turned around to look at Dean, he was tackled to the ground and repeatedly punched square in the nose.

He punched the furious Dean in the Lip, which caused Dean to kick him the gut. Neville hit him in the mouth. Once he heard the cracking, he knew he had knocked at least two teeth out.

They were then pulled off each other by a few seventh years who were struggling to keep the two away from each other.

Then, they saw Hagrid push his way into the common room and pry the two apart. He turned towards the door slowly and proceeded out into the corridor. He dragged them out into the stairwell and continued to drag them to what appeared to be the hospital wing. There they were thrown onto beds and instructed to stay there until proper punishment was administered.

This was going to be a long night.

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