Summary: Sift through the lives of Hogwarts' slightly deranged students with resident Gryffindor dunderhead, Neville Longbottom.
Disclamer: JK Rowling's story, my torture devices. Faham?
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Chapter Six…
Seamus Finnagen and Draco Malfoy was the perfect couple. They were the couple of the year. They never fought, they always laughed and they were immensely fond of each other. It didn't matter to Draco that his godfather always turned green when he saw them together and it didn't matter to Seamus either because he thought it was funny.
Hannah Abbot was a Hufflepuff. She liked the colour yellow, she was a loyal person, she was sweet and she loved eating bananas. Hannah Abbot also had a very important mission. Hufflepuffs' merchandise was slowly crashing down to the ground whilst Ravenclaws' new designer robes were selling like hot cakes.
Ravenclaw will not win this, not without competition of course.
Yes, Hannah Abbot had a very important mission indeed.
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Severus Snape ajusted his violet robes and smiled at the reflection in the mirror. A little flick of the wand and Voila!
He smothered some apple scented cream from S.S. and smothered his hair in the liquid. Satisfied, he smiled in the mirror and flashed his white teeth. The mirror made a gagging noise, Snape barked.
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Luna Lovegood arranged blue items, piling them on top of a table with blue velvet. With a self-satisfied smile, she flicked her hair in Hannah Abbot's direction.
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A young lady stood in a darkened classroom and shaped up a weird looking pile of goo into a face.
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Neville was sitting on the rich red duvet, thinking. It was Saturday, the day before Confession day. He was desperate to get some lunch and curious to know what Hannah Abbot had planned. The rumour mill was spreading rumours about the Hufflepuff planning a big event but no one really knew what except for the Hufflepuffs who kept their secrets to themselves. Only, they were told to buy yellow outfits as that was the only way you could participate in whatever they intended.
Also, he was eager to see Luna. Perhaps buy a blue robe or two. Perhaps a few carrots. He sighed wistfully and burried his face in the bouquet of carved carrots he carved specially for Luna. They were shaped like roses and were dyed blue to fit the Ravenclaw's taste.
Suddenly, the door to his dorm swung open forcefully and Neville jumped to his feet, hid the carrot-roses behind his back and rightened his robes.
"I don't suppose you've seen Harry, have you?" Hermione's annoyingly loud voice resounded in the empty dorm.
"No, is anything the matter?" He asked.
Hermione sighed wistfully just like Neville did and sat on his bed. "Truth be told, there is. I can trust you with this, right?"
Neville nodded.
"Of course, I'm most likely to forget it anyway." He laughed.
Hermione smiled and gave him a small hug. "You see, there's something I have to do. I need to confess, I really really like someone. I don't have any friends, Neville. Ron has Pansy even if he doesn't see it and Harry is always with Mryan. I've liked this person for a long time but I don't think I have the courage to talk to him."
She paused and looked at Neville uncertainly.
"That's okay, Hermione. You have to like someone sometime in your life. It's only natural." Neville tried to comfort her and mused his own words.
"Yes, you're right. I have nothing to be ashamed of but I'd feel more comfortable talking about this confidentially, if you catch my meaning. Eveyone has been talking about this confession booth and it's suppose to take place tomorrow. I checked the suggestion board and I think the little leaflet Harry told me about got ripped off somehow. I was looking for him. I don't suppose you've heard of the confession booth, have you?" She asked, her eyes shining hopefully.
Neville smiled back.
"As a matter of fact, I have."
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Lavender stood in front of a mirror, trying on a yellow dress. Parvati tried on a yellow skirt and a matching top.
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Filch was very happy. Diagon Alley was a lovely place to be. It had everything a wizard would need or want. The cute little puppy with big round eyes was too adorable to resist. He payed for the little pet and headed back to the castle with a creepy smile that made the giant squid scream.
Mrs Norris would be so happy to have a true companion at last.
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Draco Malfoy lay on the bed, groaning.
Hannah wasn't serious, was she?
He would have lived longer with the dark lord.
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Someone far away on the shores of the island Pangkor, moped about her injured knuckles.
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A knock on the rather large wooden door disturbed Dumbledore and kept him away from his book. He cursed inwardly, he had specifically told the gargoyles to keep the entrance to his room barred.
A few exchanged words with a mussed up Harry Potter made him hand the sobbing boy a diamond encrusted ring and a fake blessing for the diva's engagement. At least, he would be able to get back to his book, it was getting interesting.
He sat on his comfortable seat, glared at the offending portraits of the old and senile headmasters on the walls of his office and returned to his book. His aging face lit up in a smile when his wrinkled lips tasted the hot liquid that could only be hot cocoa.
Another knock made him glare at his cocoa, hating it for it did not have to answer the door. He walked to the door and opened it, masking his face in indifference while his old guts twisted inside. The small Hufflepuff entered and he stared at her, blue eyes twinkling.
She truly didn't recognize an angry twinkle when she saw one.
He was hoping so badly that she would choke on one of his lemon drops. Maybe he could charm them. Hufflepuffs were stupid anyway.
Twinkling his eyes dangerously once more, he gave her the much needed directions to the room of requirement, no longer caring if Harry wanted to use the room. The silly girl sitting opposite him would just have to find out the hard way.
With a little curtsey and a snort from the old headmaster, he was finally left to his book. The girl exited, choking on a lemon drop.
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Blaise Zabini charmed his pocket sized book of wizarding rules and law yellow.
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Pansy Parkinson snorted. She dressed up in a tight, form fitting, yellow leather dress.
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Somewhere in Dream Land, someone combed his hair, realized it was candy and ate it instead.
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Ronald Weasely stared at the pink shirt he was dying to wear. Forsaking the newly bought item, he pulled on a yellow shirt.
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Moaning Myrtle glared at Mryan and pushed her in a cubicle, trying to flush her down the toilet.
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Mrs. Norris glared at the stupid puppy who was staring at her, google-eyed. The dog was just so stupid. A total suck up. She hated Alice. She was ugly, fat and had unattractive blue eyes. Nothing like her, the beautiful and refined cat. She wrinkled her nose in distaste.
She purred when Filch tied a pretty yellow polkadot bow to her and meowed pitifully when he tied a matching bow to Alice the ugly dog. She didn't feel so special anymore.
She rejoiced though for she thought her owner never looked better than he did in a stunning yellow suit.
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Neville walked to the small table selling blue robes. Luna smiled at him, Neville could feel the butterflies threatening to fly.
"Hey, looking good. Nice robes, that new?" She greeted.
"Yes, actually." He stuttered.
"Interested in any of our products? They're of the highest quality, the robes are incredibly soft and it's all personalized. You can pick your number combination in any shape you like and I'm sure you've heard of it's special feature." She smiled brightly.
Neville shook his head, embarassed.
"It glows in the dark, isn't that great?" She grinned.
"Yes, it is."
"If you're not interested, you could always have a look at one of our books. It's thoroughly educational and they're selling like hot cakes. Would you like a copy?"
" No, thank you. I think I'll just purchase one robe."
"Okay, number?"
"Huh? Oh, yes. Erm…. All of them if you please, navy blue."
"Alright, good choice. Here, I'll have it wrapped up. That'll be forty galleons, please." She smiled.
If Neville was shocked by the price, he didn't show it. He cleared his throat.
"Luna, I have something for you. I know this is sudden but I carved it myself and I thought you might like it." Neville smiled nervously.
Her smile grew even wider if possible. She pecked him on the cheek when he handed her the carved carrots in blue dye.
"These are lovely. They're so special. Oh, you're so sweet. No one has ever given me flowers before, Neville. I absolutely love them." She exclaimed excitedly. The young Gryffindor was just happy to see her smiling again.
Neville Longbottom planned on keeping it that way.
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Sorry folks. I'm really sorry for the mistakes in the last chappie. Luna really is a Ravenclaw, my bad. So sowie. I'll correct it, don't worry. Thanks for telling me. Owh and don't wory about Snape, you'll find out soon enough about his new transformation.
I truly hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. It's actually just little snidbits of what everyone's doing.
Don't we just love Neville? He's so sweet, I'll have you all know that my Imaginary Neville is carving carrots with blue dye specially to all my reviewers!
Extra chocolate covered Nevilles to everyone! Btw, King Kong was great. Peter makes us bow with pride for him.