NPOV

I was stood in potions staring at the door waiting for her to come in. It had been 2 weeks since she had told me, every time I closed my eyes all I could think about was what I said to her and I hated myself for it. And I kept thinking about what Luna said.

She was still Catherine. No Matter what.

There was a really awkward moment in the great hall a couple of days ago. I went up to her and just stood there, looking at her. I had no idea what to say or why I was even doing it. She looked up at me with those big brown eyes and I became absolutely tongue tied. I realized I was stood there just because I wanted to see her face. It was like the first time I had met her all over again.

Eventually I just shook my head and ran off. Great Neville.

I was becoming increasingly angry everyday but this time it was at myself. Why was I being such a chicken? I should of just run up to her pulled her into a hug and told her I was sorry. That I was pathetic, Beg for forgiveness. So why couldn't I. oh yeah, because I was pathetic.

I was thinking about all this when I felt a hard nudge in my ribs.

"Ow! What was that for Hermione?"

She was stood there hands on hips giving me the death glare.

"Look. I don't know what's going on between you and Cathy, but she has been upset for the past couple of weeks practically crying her eyes out everyday, and I know it has something to do with you."

I just looked down at her and rubbed my side.

"I know right know you're staring at the door waiting for her to enter, so you can just watch her all lesson like you have every single day! I know you want to fix things with her, and I think you should, otherwise you're an actual idiot."

She gave me a final glare before stomping off towards harry and Ron who were starring at me, actually half the class was.

I just hung my head and sulked.

Catherine never showed up to the lesson. I couldn't help but worry.

"Hermione?"

She just glared at me.

"Was Cathy coming to potions?"

Then a worried look came across her face.

"Well…she got ready for lesson and everything, but she told me she would see me here. So I have no idea where she could have gone."

Now I was seriously worried.

I made my over to professor Slughorn who was sitting there in his usual daze.

"Professor?"

He snapped out of it and focused his attention on me.

"Ah Longbottom. Well don't you look terrible?"

"Yeah thanks. Could I go see Madame Pomfrey? I actually feel really unwell."

He gave me the once over. "Of course. Don't want you infecting up the place"

I nodded sprinting out of the classroom and making my way out of the dungeons starting my search.

I don't know why I was so worried; I just couldn't stop this overwhelming fear of dread.

I roamed around the school before making my way back to the Gryffindor common room.

When I entered I saw her lying on the sofa.

I felt my heart slowly crawl its way into my throat.

"Cathy?"

She didn't move. Was she even breathing?

I ran over and turned her gently

"Cathy?"

Nothing.

I grabbed her shoulders and roughly shook her "Cathy!"

Her eyes snapped open.

"What? What?...Neville?"

She lay there as I knelt down beside her.

"Are you ok?

"I felt. Dizzy…and I just sat down for a second."

"Maybe you fainted."

She attempted to sit up but as soon as she did she just wobbled falling flat on her back.

"Ok that's it. I'm taking you to Madame Pomfrey."

"No!" she attempted to push my hands away but she was too weak to even do that.

"Come on." I said weakly wrapping an arm around her waist and grabbing onto her arm. "Let...me…go." She sounded exhausted and could hardly get the words out but I complied.

As soon as I did she started to drop to the ground roughly grabbed me, nearly dragging us both down.

"Will you let me carry you now?"

She looked up at me and weakly nodded so I resumed my position and continued to walk her to the hospital wing, which until right then, didn't realise how far it was.

We were only a few meters from the hospital doors when she suddenly fell to the floor unconscious.

"MADAME POMFREY! MADAME POMFREY!"

She suddenly burst out as I knelt next to Cathy; as soon as Madame Pomfrey saw her she looked horrified.

"What on earth happened?"

"I don't know. I found her in the common room, she said she felt dizzy. I think she might have fainted."

In a flash a stretcher appeared under Cathy and pomfrey took her short distance inside settling her down on a bed. Madame Pomfrey gently shook her shoulder but she didn't stir, she looked absolutely lifeless.

"You look nearly as bad as she does Mr. Longbottom."

I just nodded.

"Well we can't really do anything till she wakes up. Perhaps you should go back to your lesson."

I shook my head. "No. there's no way I'm leaving her."

"She'll be fine."

"I don't care I'm staying." I said quietly trying not to sound to rude.

She gave me another look. "Fine…I'll come check on her soon. Don't make to much noise"

I nodded again watching her leave before pulling all my attention towards Cathy. I grabbed her hand and moved a couple of strands of hair from her face

She stirred a couple of times but didn't actually wake up, I honestly had no idea how long I was there for before Hermione showed up, but it seemed like forever.

"Hey Neville."

"How did you know I was here?"

"Pomfrey sent a note to Slughorn to say you were here with Cathy."

"Was he angry I lied?"

"He didn't seem bothered"

I huffed. "I wouldn't have cared anyway." As soon as I said this I knew it wasn't all that true. My Nan would have killed me if she found out.

She looked down at us and I saw a smile come across her face.

"What?"

She just shook her head. "Nothing. Just…You two."

"She probably hates me."

"I very highly doubt that."

"You don't know what I said to her."

"No. She wouldn't tell me. Just said it was all her fault and you had every right to say what you said, but it must have been terrible to get her into such a state. But I don't think you hating her made her like this."

I hung my head in shame. "I don't hate her."

"Stop acting like you do then."

"I neve." But she cut me off before I could finish. "Oh right. Not taking to her. Ignoring her. Running away when ever she goes near you. Glaring at her. Really the act of someone who likes someone."

"I don't just like her Hermione. And I didn't glare."

She raised an eyebrow.

"You….Neville do you love her?"

I just looked at Cathy. "Of course I bloody do."

Hermione stood there watching me.

"Neville."

"Don't Hermione. I know I have been an idiot, so just. Don't."

She stood there giving me a sad look. "Ok Neville…I'll come back later."

I nodded not really playing attention to her and she left.