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Feeling Known

Kathryn Ella/Short 'n Simple

Summary: Can a previously unknown girl befriend the Gryffindors and pals, and help them find true happiness within themselves? Matchmaking and pranks. Chaos ensues. Lord knows what else.

: Chapter Four- AnInroduction of Sorts.:

Neville blinked and with-drew his hand, "Sorry, but I..." He narrowed his eyes, "I was wondering... I was wondering if you could help me."

Riona looked shocked, "With..." She blinked a few times, "With what?"

"I want you to help me make my friends happier."

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Riona blinked, "I..." She was at a loss of words. She barely knew this boy, let alone about his friends. Sure, she knew who they were, but... nothing personal about them.

Neville fidgeted, and shifted his weight, "I'm.. uhh.. sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you. I'll go if you really want me too." Feeling embarrassed out of his wits, Neville turned his body away from her, taking a step forward.

"No!" Riona shook her head, "I mean sorry... It's just... I feel like I need to get to know you better before I jump into your personal lives..." Neville turned and looked Riona in the eye, "And, I can assure you, you don't know anything about me. Besides... I don't even really think I would be much of help, with the luck I have." She sighed.

Neville blinked, "I.. I guess your right. I don't know what came over me I guess... You just seem like the type of person who would help someone like me."

"And someone like me being who?" Riona didn't even understand her own question, "I mean.. never mind." She shook her head, "I would love to help, but, first we have to do something we forgot." She placed her hand out in front of her.

Neville looked down at her hand for a moment, before realitization hit him, and her laughed, "Right." He took her hand, "Neville, Neville Longbottom."

"Riona, Riona Jenkins." Their hands parted, and Neville looked at her surprised.

"Your the.. the.. uhh.. Metamorphangus in Hufflepuff?" He tried pronouncing the word.

Riona flushed, embarrassed, "It's metamorphmagus, and yes, now that you've figured it out, make fun of me, like everyone else does."

Neville shook his head, "No! No.. That's not how.. I mean... Sorry. It's just.. I feel rather stupid not realizing it earlier." She gave him a questioning look, "I mean, your hair should have given it away."

Riona turned her body away from him, pulling her knees to her chest, still embarrassed. Her hair tumbled to the ground, a dark, ebony color, her eyes a soft hazel.

Neville groaned, he was really never one with the ladies. "You remind me a lot of my friend Tonks, shes a meta.. meta.. She's just like you, except older. You act a bit like her you know."

"Really?" She smiled lightly, and turned.

Neville smiled and took in her quick appearance change, "I.. uh..." A set of footsteps could be heard coming towards them and Neville's name being called.

"Neville! Hurry up! You promised me a game of Wizards Chess after dinner." Ron shook his head, and crouched down, breathing. He had looked everywhere for him. He wouldn't have really cared much to play, in all honesty, but he just wanted something to take his mind off of Harry and Ginny... He sighed.

"Oi!" Neville shook his head, "Forgot, mate, sorry."

Riona blushed and stood, her face downcast, "I'll.. uhh.. see you later Neville, we can continue another time..." She hurried passed the red head and her new friend.

As she walked away Ron smirked, and looked at Neville, who flushed. "Ron, you bastard, it wasn't anything like that.."

Ron shook his head, "Go figure."