Neville hid behind a tree watching Gregory Goyle stumble towards Hogwarts. He had to fight the urge to go and help the helpless looking boy reach the school. Neville sat down, unable to watch Gregory anymore, to the side of where he sat were Gregory's boots he wanted to hug them but thought was a tad too pathetic. Neville knew in his heart that Gregory wasn't all that bad, how could someone who risked their life for his dead friend. Rolling the stone that Gregory had thrown back into the forest he wondered for the first time that night, whether or not he had done the right thing. Tricking Gregory into thinking he was Vincent was more a Slytherin thing.
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End note: Well that was the story, hoped you liked it, and if you didn't well sorry I guess. Either way please take some time to review it, I would greatly appreciate it.