"Luna, Luna! Over here," Ginny whispered.
Luna turned around and quickly walked over to the statue where Neville and Ginny was hiding behind.
"Are you guys all set? Meet back here at 3am okay? That is one hour," Neville hushed, "We have to do this fast and efficiently."
Ginny and Luna nodded and ran off to their separate location. Neville slipped off to the Great Hall. After the horrendous class, Neville formulated a plan. He asked Ginny and Luna to help and they agreed with enthusiasm.
He took out his wand and started to cast brilliant coloured streams onto the front wall of the Hall.
"What are you doing?" a voice said.
Neville turned around and there stood a short boy with his arms crossed.
"What are you doing?" he repeated.
"Wh-who are you?" Neville asked nervously.
"Luke Webb, third year," he said, grinning mischievously.
"Why are you here?"
"I'll answer that if you answer me," he smiled.
"Rebelling," Neville sighed.
He has already resigned to the fact he was probably going to be whipped into pieces by the Carrows. He might as well say the truth.
"Don't worry, I am not here to dob you in or whatever," Luke reassured, "I am here because I want to join."
Neville glanced at the shining wall of his graffiti.
"I don't know," he said, "Nothing is exactly planned out."
"Don't worry. I can wait."
The next morning, people were crowding around different parts of the castle. There were mutterings and murmurs about the coloured graffiti on the walls. Rumours flew around the whole castle but Neville knew...
He walked past the Great Hall wall.
"Good job Neville," Ginny whispered excitedly, "We did it!"
"Yes we did, didn't we?" Luna smiled.
Neville grinned in response and glanced at the brightly lit message proclaiming hope. Hope for the students of Hogwarts:
We are fighting! - the D.A