CPOV

When I woke up I couldn't really remember much. Just the fact my body hurt all over. Then I felt a weight on me. I looked down to see Neville resting over my legs sleeping.

I tried sitting up as gently as I could as not to wake him, when Madame Pomfrey appeared at my bed side.

"Hello dear."

"Uh...hey Madame Pomfrey."

She handed me a glass of vibrant red liquid.

"What's this?"

"Drink up. It will make you feel better."

I drank it all down in one. It tasted absolutely vile.

"Do you remember what happened Cathy?"

"Not really. Just. I felt dizzy so I sat down. And then... I don't know."

"Sleeping much?"

"Not really."

"Eating?"

I shook my head.

"Well, there you go."

I looked down at Neville's sleeping form and felt a pang in my stomach.

"Why is Neville still here?"

"He hasn't left since he brought you."

I looked out the window and saw it was pitch back outside.

"I want to keep you here overnight so you can get some proper rest, and then tomorrow you can go back to your common room. Perhaps you should wake him up."

She wondered off leaving me here with Neville. I leaned over and brushed the hair out of his face which made him jump awake and caused him to fall from his chair.

"WOAH. Ok…uh…" he stood up looking straight at me straightening himself out. "Oh...you're awake…god that's...brilliant. Good."

I sat there looking at him while he fidgeted nervously.

"Are you ok? Do you feel ok?"

"Pomfrey gave me something."

He nodded sitting back down in his chair. "Good."

He was still fidgeting nervously. This was the most we had spoken to each other in nearly 2 weeks. His hair was all messed up and dark rings had formed under his eyes.

"You look how I feel."

He just nodded at my statement.

"Why are you here Neville?"

"To see if. To make sure you're ok."

"I thought I made you sick."

He hung his head and I could see the hurt. Now he knew I felt. I still felt bad for saying that, that was low even for me. "I didn't mean that when I said it. I was angry."

"Oh that's ok then." I couldn't stop the venom coming out with that sentence. When he said it, it had hurt more than I care to say. I crossed my arms and looked in the opposite direction to him.

"I'm sorry. For everything Catherine. I didn't mean to make you ill."

"It wasn't you, it was, just everything."

He scooted his chair closer eventually giving up and just sitting on the edge of my bed. "I know. You probably hate me, especially for what I said. But when you told me it really took me back. I didn't know what to think, and I was an idiot for letting any of those ideas come into my mind. I know you're not like that."

I was looking at him now.

"So you don't think I'm evil and working in cahoots with Bellatrix?"

He shook his head. "At first it did slip into my mind... but the more I thought about it the more I realised what an idiot I was. Still am. Can you understand why I was angry?"

"Yes. But she didn't just ruin your life Neville."

I wasn't really reacting in anyway. Usually in these types of situations I would be in tears. But I had spent most of the past seven months crying more than I had in my entire life. Right now I just felt emotionless.

"She took your parents away. She took my dad from me. I hate her Neville."

"She killed your dad?"

I just nodded while he stared at me intently.

"I can't help who I'm related to. But I am not her. I'm nothing like her. I don't even look like her Neville. I'm me, and nothing is going to change that. "He shook his head and smiled.

"I love who are you Cathy. I know you're not like her. I always did. I was just being stupid and childish." Then his face dropped.

I just nodded in agreement.

"So what do we do?"

He leaned over and kissed me but I didn't react.

"We don't let her win."

He kissed me again and this time I kissed back gently.

"You wouldn't believe how much I missed you. I'm so sorry Cathy."

I just shook my head. "It's ok...just don't do it again."

We continued to kiss until we heard a cough from behind rudely interrupting us.

"Perhaps you should leave Miss Peart to go get some rest. Looks like you could use some as well."

He nodded at her before turning to me and placing a kiss on my forehead. "I'll see you in the morning."

I nodded and gave him a smile as he walked out shoulders slouched; he looked back shooting me a smile before leaving. Madame Pomfrey just rolled eyes before making her way back to her office.

NPOV

As I walked out I felt like everything had been lifted from my shoulders. I felt genuinely happy, until I saw that smarmy git.

"Hello Longbottom."

Bloody Draco. How long had he been there?

"Uh…what are you doing here?"

"I heard our poor little Catherine wasn't feeling too good. Thought I would go check up on her."

"She's sleeping. Why….why do you care anyway?"

He gave me a bored look. Unfortunately when it came to Draco I still felt 11 years old and like he just stole my remebrall. I had fought Death Eater but couldn't stand up to him properly, that was really sad.

"None of your Business really Longbottom. I'll just come back tomorrow."

"She'll be out…by then. So…just…don't bother."

I was trying to be brave but by the smirk on his face it was obvious he could hear how shaky my voice was. What the hell was he up to?

"Ok Longbottom…guess I'll catch up with her later."

He turned and started to strut down the corridor leaving me stood there looking like an idiot. I had a bad feeling about this.