All credits elsewhere!

GinnyPotter6891 - thanks haha, I'll try not to betray your trust.

The Room of Requirement looked rather like a cabin that had been stretched until it was the size it needed to be. The walls were covered in walkways that led to hammocks, where I could see people sleeping. On the ground floor, there looked to be a small library, in the corner stacked with books and Daily Prophets. There was a large fireplace with a radio on the mantelpiece and a stove, sink and large blocky stone table with cushioned chairs surrounding it. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw hangings were displayed on the walls.

Neville walked over and rang a bell hanging next to the library and I watched as the boys started to stir. Seamus was down first, and then Ernie, who gave Susan and I both big hugs. Michael and Anthony were next, and Justin was last, stumbling down a small staircase and into a small room onto the side.

"Welcome." They all said, smiling, their adam's apples bobbing up and down as they walked and sat around the table.

"How long until breakfast?" Seamus asked.

Neville checked his watch, "six hours."

Seamus groaned. "We have a meeting now?"

"No. We are here to welcome the new people; that's it."

They all laughed again and stumbled back to bed, all except Neville, who sat down at the table, a lone leader.

"Make yourselves at home. I s'pose you'll like a separate bedroom- so just think it and it'll fit your fancy."

Parvati and Lavender started up the stairs to a new door that had appeared, and inside. Susan dragged me up the stairs, and Padma followed.

We had three bunk beds, one that had a table as the bottom bed, and Susan immediately claimed the bottom of ours, so I pulled my hangings shut and unpacked my suitcase into the shelves at the bottom of the bed. First came the picture, and then, gently, the Remembrall.

Susan tapped on the bottom of my bed from hers and said, "we should really sleep."

I nodded, and brushed my teeth quickly, but as I lay in bed I knew I wouldn't sleep.

I slipped down onto the floor and crept across and down the stairs to where Neville was sitting. I settled down next to him and he set his book down.

"Something wrong?" He frowned.

"Do you know healing magic?" I asked, turning my head so he could see my cheek.

His eyes widened, "who gave you that?"

"Amycus." I looked down, but her put his hand on my chin, tilting my head the other was so that he could see it better.

I held my breath.

"I actually wanted to talk to you Hannah."

I raised my eyebrow, breathing in and out in small gasps.

He made eye contact with me, his eyes soft and clear by the small light hanging above us. Then he stood and got a bandage from behind the sink.

"Because we grew apart. I'm really sorry for that."

I nodded, "me too."

"Stay still. Here, squeeze my hand if it hurts." He held it out, the nails filed down and neat, with a couple pockmarked scars on his palm. I took it and waited as he rubbed an ointment across my face. I stretched out my fingers and he breathed out, wincing and rubbed circles on my palm.

"Sorry." He whispered. I could feel his breath on my face. I closed my eyes slightly- feeling my lashes flutter against my cheek and smiled slightly.

"It's okay."

He pressed a bandage carefully onto my cheek, spreading his fingers and sealing it.

"There."

I smiled and turned my head again so that I was looking at him. He smiled slightly and stood up, washed his hands in the sink and rubbed them on his robes.

"Well I think I'm off to bed." He waved and turned back to go into his hammock. I stayed sitting in the same position for a long enough time that I could still feel his hands on my cheek, his pads rubbing circles into my palm.