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A/N: Thank you so much everyone for reviewing (well most of you… glares at Ty Katimo) Nicole is now my Beta Reader (sorta), so I hope you like IT'S ideas . And let that be a lesson to all those people who want their friends to read their fiction... You never know what'll happen. Ok thank you for still reading and I hope you enjoy this next segment of my fan fiction.

Chapter 4: Educating Trevor

Neville woke up around 7:30 am, only to find himself wrapped in Trevor's arms. To his complete surprise, he felt himself reluctant to move away from the green haired prince, who held Neville almost protectively. He sighed, knowing he'd have to get up and ready for classes. Gently, he removed himself from the other's grasp and quietly stood up. He looked out to see that everyone had already gotten up.

"That makes things easier." He said to himself. Unfortunately, Neville didn't know that Trevor had extremely acute hearing, and the toad Prince sat up in the blink of an eye.

"What's making things easier!" He asked, looking excited. Neville looked at him.

"Did you hear me?" Trevor nodded.

"I have good hearing! It's cool..." Trevor said wistfully. Neville sighed and opened the curtains around his bed.

"Well I have classes today Trev, so you're just going to stay here." He stated to Trevor firmly, not willing to let the toad prince win this time. Trevor pouted pathetically.

"Pleassee! I'll make myself invisible again! I promise I'll be good!" He begged. Neville shook his head.

"You proved to me yesterday during dinner that making yourself invisible doesn't work. You're just gonna have to stay here and not mess anything up." Trevor grasped onto Neville's ankles tightly, refusing to release them.

"NOOOO DON'T LEAVE MEEEE NEVVY!I CAN HELP YOU IN CLASS! You know I was the top of my class when I was in school. Of course, I had a private tutor. Well, four actually. None of them really stayed for more than one week. Wonder why. But, still, PLEAAASSSEEE NEEVVVYYYY!" He cried out hopelessly. Neville tried to remove him, but Trevor was too strong.

"If you stay here and be good, I'll let you go to Hogsmeade with me next time we go down there. That's much more exciting than classes." Trevor looked like he was thinking, which still looked like it hurt him. He sighed, defeated.

"Alright, I'll stay..." Neville smiled at him.

"Don't worry, I'll be back for lunch and bring you lots of food." Trevor sniffled and nodded solemnly.

Neville got his clothes and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. After he was cleansed and ready, he headed to the Great Hall, relieved he wouldn't have to deal with Trevor. He ate quickly, as he didn't have anyone to talk to. When he was done, he hurried off to Transfiguration. Like always, he couldn't manage to do the tasks well in the least. He always wished just once he could change something, just once. But he didn't dwell on it for soon the class was over. The next class was potions with the Slytherins.

"Great, I can't wait." Neville said to himself as he entered the room, just making it into the dungeons on time. He quickly took his seat and Snape began his lecture. They were to make a potion that would give the person it is being used on, horrible hallucinations of what they fear most. As they got started, the door to the Dungeons creaked open mysteriously, then closed again. Most everyone ignored it, but Neville couldn't shake the strange feeling he had.

"No, it couldn't be..." he said to himself. But moments later, he felt strong arms wrap around him tightly.

"Hey Nevvy." A familiar voice whispered into his ear. Neville turned a bit pale, but kept working as if nothing was happening. He could feel himself blushing though, and knew he had to try and be less noticeable.

"Trevor, what are you doing here?" He whispered as his potion fizzed loudly. Trevor tightened his grip on Neville.

"I was lookin' around, and on your calendar, it said there were no Hogsmeade trips left this year." He whispered into Neville's ear. Neville sighed as he remembered that. He felt himself blush even more as he felt Trevor's breath on the back of his neck. Neville mentally kicked himself.

'Why the hell am I blushing?' He asked himself, the blush remained in tact. Neville tried to stay focused on the potion in front of him. Soon, Professor Snape walked over, and Neville tensed. Snape looked at the potion in shock.

"Well Longbottom, I have to say this is the first decent potion you have ever made. Whatever has made you this focused, please continue with it." Snape looked as though it pained him greatly to say this, and he quickly moved onto the next student.

Neville let out a sigh of relief, but he quickly returned to his panic stricken state when he felt one of Trevor's hands let go of him and saw a vial of a clear blue liquid slowly rise into the air.

"Trevor!" Neville hissed urgently. "Put that down." The vial remained in the air. Trevor now was moving it around, making it look like it was dancing.

Neville grabbed the vial, and Trevor took this opportunity to tickle under Neville's outstretched arm with the hand that was holding the vial. Unfortunately, Neville was caught of guard and dropped the vial into the potion mix. The potion fizzled and started bubbling over.

Neville leaped back with Trevor still clinging to him, just as the potion exploded, covering the room in a greenish, red disgusting liquid. Practically everything in the room was ruined. Books, papers, clothes... Everything. Snape, who was mere feet away, wiped the gooey, slightly acidic potion from his face, trembling in rage. He glared very menacingly towards Neville, and started advancing terrorizing.

"You...YOU MORON! I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU CONTINUE MY CLASS! IS IT TO TORTURE ME! IS THAT IT! OR ARE YOU TOO IGNORANT TO SEE HOW WORTHLESS AND HOPELESS YOU ARE! GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! NOW LONGBOTTOM!" Neville was trembling with fear as he ran from the classroom, grabbing Trevor's hand on the way out. He ran to the common room quickly, not looking back once.

When they had made it back, Neville released Trevor's hand and sat down on the ground. He pulled his knees to his face and started crying. Trevor turned visible moments later, with a strong surge of protectiveness flashing in his eyes. He walked over to Neville, and sat down next to him.

"Nevvy, it's ok. You're not a failure at all." He told him firmly. Neville wiped his eyes.

"Yes I am Trevor. Can't you see that? I'm not good at anything!" He said to Trevor fiercely. Trevor hugged the other boy tightly.

"Please don't think that Nevvy! You're good at alotta things! Like Herbology! And don't forget putting up with me!" He said seriously, yet in a naïve manner. Neville smiled a little and Trevor grinned widely, wiping off the rest of Neville's tears.

"Trevor, y-you've always been my friend. Ever since I was little. You've always stuck by me, no matter what. You're my only true friend." He told the toad prince. Trevor smiled.

"Don't you listen to that scary, tall man. He's mean. You're better than he'll ever be Nevvy. Do you remember when you bought me? I do. They were gonna kill me cuz I was so annoying. They had put me in a cage with a cat and an owl to see who could kill me first, but you stopped them. You could've gotten a cat or owl, but you chose me!" He smiled even more as he squeezed Neville close. His expression suddenly turned serious.

"And I won't let anyone hurt you anymore." Neville was a bit caught off guard with the seriousness of Trevor's tone of voice.

"Trevor, you don't have to protect me, it's fine." Neville told him. Trevor stared fiercely into Neville's eyes.

"Of course I'm going to protect you, Nev." Trevor said, still holding Neville in his arms. Neville sighed.

"I really made a moron of myself today. Sometimes, it seems like I can't do anything right. Like right now, I'm just sitting here complaining to you. I'm sorry Tre--" Neville was cut off when Trevor's mouth met his. Neville paused for a few moments in shock, and then closed his eyes as he returned the soft kiss. Neville leaned in a little, and deepened the kiss. A few moments later, they were interrupted.

"Neville? Who the bloody hell is that!" A voice from the doorway cried.

A/N: Well, what do you know… Trevor's being serious! gasps And he's a good kisser too, can't forget that Well anyway, sorry for the slight cliffhanger... I was too tired to continue. Thanks to all who reviewed and liked my fic so far. I will update as soon as I can (which will be probably next week sometime.)