NPOV

On the train home I came across Cathy just standing outside one of the compartments. She was lent against the door arms folded with a complete look of anguish on her face.

"Hi"

When she heard my voice she slowly raised her head up and looked directly at me, but her expression didn't change.

"Can we talk?"

She shook her head and brushed her way past me but I grabbed her, holding her by the shoulders.

"Please let me go Neville." She looked at me sadly and I reluctantly let go. I didn't know what to say to try and convince her to change her mind. I love you? She knew that already.

I didn't see her after that for the rest of the ride, not even at the station with her aunt. Had she run off the train just to avoid me?

Nearly Two months had passed.

Two incredibly Awful Months

I spent the whole time wallowing about not doing anything, I didn't want to, didn't care.

I had sent Cathy letters asking her if she was alright, that's all I really wanted to know, but she didn't reply once. My grandmother was getting increasingly annoyed with me as the days went on. Even on my birthday I didn't even care it, I went to see my parents and the whole time I thought about what Cathy said ages ago. How they would do everything for me if they could, so why would she let me do that for her?

When I got home I sat at the kitchen table while my Nan made tea and dumped a stack of birthday cards on the table.

"Well open them then."

"Don't really want to."

She gave me a look and I pulled the letters towards me sluggishly working my way through them. All the usual ones were there from Dean and Seamus and the other guys which made me feel a little better.

Then there was a card with just a smiley face on the front. When I opened it the first thing I recognized was her hand writing. I couldn't believe it.

Happy Birthday.

I really miss you.

I sat there trembling as I held the card in my hands. She missed me. I was just glad she was ok. All these thoughts the past couple of months of her being hurt, wondering if Bellatrix had got her had been eating away at me. At that moment I felt my heart ache and I couldn't take it anymore.

I leapt from my chair nearly knocking it over and grabbed the floo powder before stepping into the fire place.

"Neville Longbottom what are you doing!" My grandmother made her way over with a stern look on her face. "I have to go see her. I can't take this anymore."

She gave me that usual stern look but her faced softened.

"Finally."

I smiled and threw the ashes into the fire being surrounded by vibrant green flames.

When I arrived at the other end I was spluttering and almost coughed up a lung. I was greeted by Cathy's stunned aunt.

"Hello…" I said quietly.

"…hello Neville dear."

I gave her a small smile "uh...is…Cathy home?"

She shook her head. "I'm afraid she's not dear. She went to visit her father."

I nodded standing there awkwardly.

"She told me you two broke up."

"Yeah...she thought it would be best."

"You obviously don't agree."

"Not really."

She stood from the table and grabbed a cloth of the kitchen counter wetting it slightly.

"For your face."

I accepted it gratefully and started to clean away the soot from myself.

"I think she read your letters about 50 times each."

I froze when she said this "Really?"

"Yes". She does really miss you."

She sighed and grabbed her keys from the table.

"Come on dear. I think I should give you a lift."

The car ride was deathly silent until we reached the graveyard.

"Just over there" she pointed towards the other end of the place.

"Thanks."

"Fix your hair, honestly."

I jumped out of the car and watched her drive off, running my fingers through my hair not caring that much about appearance. I weaved and bobbed amongst the graves until I saw her sat there, crossed legged on the ground just in front of her father and my heart sank a little.

Her hair was now shorter just above her shoulders but still had that waviness I loved to it. She was wearing shorts with converse and a vest top. I don't think I had ever seen her not dressed smartly.
I walked up as quietly as I could and I heard her softy speaking to the tombstone, having a normal conversation even if it was a little one sided.

"School was ok…I kind of wish you let me go there from the beginning though. People found out about the death eater thing and they didn't even care. Well…at first they did, but they got over it I guess. I made some really cool friends. I even got a boyfriend." My heart started thumping in my ears then. "He was…he was so great. His name was Neville and he was just…amazing. I miss him so much. All the time. I fucked it up."

There was a long pause and she sighed.

"I don't know what to do."

I couldn't take it anymore.

I walked up behind her silently and knelt behind her slowly moving a hand towards her shoulder. As soon as my fingers touched her skin she screamed jumping from the ground.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL."

She spun round and as soon as saw me her face went pale like she had actually seen a ghost. Her breathing was heavily and her mouth was hung wide open in shock.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you." I waked over placing my hands gently on her arms and she slowly opened her eyes again. "You ok?" I asked.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered.

I pulled the item out of my pocket. "I got your card."

"You came all the way here because I sent you a card?"

I nodded. "That. And I really missed you."

"Wait how did you know I was here?"

"Your aunt. I went to your house and she told me you were here so…here I am."

"You shouldn't even be here. You should leave."

"No. I'm not leaving. I'll follow you home. I'll camp outside if I have too."

Her lip started to shake again and the tears formed in her eyes.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because I love you. And you love me. I wouldn't care if every single death eater in the country was after you I would still want to be with you."

She looked at me absolutely stunned.

"Fine. Tell me you don't love me. Then I'll leave."

She didn't say a word.

I brought my hands up to her face forcing her to look at me.

"You wouldn't have sent that card if you didn't want me here."

"I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday. I didn't' think you would come."

"But a part of you hoped I would?"

She nodded and my stomach flipped.

"Why didn't you write back?"

"I couldn't." she pressed a hand weakly against my chest. "Please Neville don't."

"Do you not want me to?"

She didn't' respond.

"Ok…fine let's go back to yours and I'll go home. I used floo to get here.

She started walking and I weakly followed, I wasn't planning on going home though.

If you read the story and comment or not, I love you for reading it anyway. And I have also said before I can't help if the characters are OOC and I do apologize for it. Awesome, Sorted.