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Something Worth Fighting For

"Crucio!" voiced a high pitched scream. Coming from none other than Ms. Carrow. Neville knew that he should be used to the pain by now, but the curse never gets you the same way every time. He can already feel the cuts and bruises starting to form. When all his writhing and screaming was over, he pushed himself off the ground, breathing heavily and gasping for air. Of course this is nothing new to me, Neville scolded himself. A thick hand then grabbed the tie of his robes and shoved him into his seat.

"What number was that, Longbottom?" taunted the Carrow sister. "Number six, isn't it?" she mused on.

"Way off by my count," Neville replied defiantly, "Have you always been this daft at counting? It's no wonder why you can't keep track of all the husbands you've had—at the same time," he added, which earned him a slap across the face.

"Manners, Longbottom!" she spat. "You know, for someone who has been punished, so many times, I quite surprised you haven't ended up like your parents…"

But before Neville could do anything, the bell had wrung and students were filing out of class in a hurry, Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs alike: no one wanted to stay longer to watch more than necessary. The wave of students swept him up and released him outside the class. Neville closed his eyes and took a deep breath and walked towards his next period. On his way there, a flash of bright red hair caught his eye and hair's owner caught his. Her face filled with alarm. Neville hastily walked the opposite direction, but Ginny was always too fast for him. She grabbed his elbow and spun him around so that they were facing each other. She looked far from happy.

"Again, Neville? Honestly, this is the third time this week!" she hissed fiercely.

Neville wasn't going to take her scolding anymore. "Ginny, I've already told you that I don't care," Ginny rolled her eyes in annoyance, but Neville cut her off suddenly, before she could say anything.

"Look, I've been meaning to talk to you anyway," he said quickly, Ginny raised an eyebrow.

"Is that why you were walking away from me?" she said sarcastically.

"The idea barely came into my mind right now. I know this might sound mad, but hear me out," Neville dropped his voice to a mere whisper. "I think we need to start up the D.A. again." To his surprise, the red head did not look skeptical, but shocked.

" Funny, I've been thinking that as well…"she admitted, Neville could almost see the wheels in her head spinning and his face lit up at the thought of Dumbledore's Army coming back together once more.

"We have got to do something, Ginny. For all we know, Harry might not—" he stopped himself. Ginny eyed him curiously, so he went on. "Harry might not come back. Anytime soon," he quickly added. Again, Ginny surprised him my giving him a small smile.

"He's coming back. I know it, in here ," she said whispered confidently, pointing to her heart. This makes Neville laugh.

"What? You've got a communication device in there? When you find the time, tell Harry that he's got a nutter for a girlfriend," Neville joked.

Ginny shoved him away, but smiling slightly. "Shut it."

"Get to your classes!" yelled Mr. Carrow. Neville and Ginny shared mischievous looks before trotting off to their next periods, with a little more bounce in their steps than they'd had in months.

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