A/N: So, I know that Neville is a bit uncharacteristically aggressive. But honestly, he just found out that Death Eaters are taking over the school and Henria is bringing her annoying self around his Common Room. I think he is allowed to show some aggression. Plus, I needed him to have nerves of steel Henria didn't eat him up in the last scene. Even though she did.

Henny, that lucky Penny!

Post Sex Cuddle

"What on Earth do you mean?" her whisper rushed and harsh, "Wait, you're not supposed to talk. Don't answer that."

"Shut up and start walking." my voice felt foreign to me. The rasp and gravel were rough. I do not sound rough.

"Stop talking." she folded her arms defiantly. I was going to have to make her go. I changed tactics.

"Rosie love, walk with me. We will cool down, snog, make love and have a post sex cuddle. Sound like fun?" Misdirection.

"What?" her shoulders slumped. I placed a gentle and loving arm around her waist, turning her to the Entrance Hall. My hand rested suggestively on her hip.

"Come love, a nice walk on the grounds before we turn in?" I dropped my tone to a lower pitch. She smirked at my antics.

"Why darling, I would love to." her smirk turned to a coy smile and she looked up at me through her eyelashes.

We started walking. I opened the doors and we stepped out in the crisp winter air.

"Better?" I looked at her. My arm dropped from her waist.

"You shouldn't be talking." she mumbled. I laughed.

"Good, you are." I kissed her temple, softly and tenderly. I started talking, my lips still against her skin, "I need you to hear me out. I need you to go home and tell father what has happened. Can you apparate without splinching?"

"Yes. Yes, I can." she whispered. She knew I was right and did not want to believe it. She just got here, she just got me back. I felt as both of our worlds were shattering, yet again.

"I love you, so much Rosie." my whisper barely audible, the words too painful to say too loud.

"I love you too, Henny." she closed her eyes and took a lungful of my sent mixed with frosty air. I saw a smile ghost over her lips.

I heard soft footsteps coming towards the doors.

"Run."

And my Kadie fled into the rising sunlight. I turned my back to the gut wrenching sight and braced the doors with all my strength and weights. Kadie could not run for shit. I had to stall as much as possible.

I felt a hard push, but I held fast. I clenched my teeth at the effort.

"Miss Sownbinder." a familiar slimy drawl made my blood rage, "Open this door, young lady. Do not make me dock points from my own house." I rolled my eyes. When will everyone get over house points and house rivalry?

I turned my head around and I did not see or hear Kadie. i'Good. Long gone.'/i I felt another push; it was harder than the first. Almost knocked me back.

"Miss Sownbinder!" Headmaster Snape growled through the door.

"Yes, Headmaster?" I answered innocently.

"Do not test me, girl." I do believe I heard him snarl at me.

"Fine." I quickly stepped back as the double doors burst open.

The lack of resistance had Headmaster Snape, Professors Alecto and Amycus Carrows and Draco stumbling out. I smiled apologetically at Draco. He smirked back. The other three professors were looking around, searching for Miss Hunter.

"Where is she?" the nasty lady before me sneered. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"She got away from me." I replied simply, "I'm frozen, I'm going to my Common Room." my voice cracked. I sounded like I was going through puberty.

"About that, Miss Sownbinder." Professor Snape stopped me with a hand. I recoiled at the extended appendage, "Your living quarters are now in Slytherin Common Rooms and dormitory. Miss Pansy Parkinson will be replacing you as Head Girl." I flexed my jaw and rolled my neck. I sucked air through my nose.

"Henria..." Draco cooed. He was worried I was going to be explosive. I had thought about it.

"Then I'll be going to the SLYTHERIN Common Room to prepare for classes tomorrow. I am sure I have some homework to attend to." I bowed my head and pushed past the small gathering.

I needed to find Weasley, Longbottom and Thomas.

I waited outside that damn Common Room door for at least an hour. My insides were wound so tight, I felt a wave of nausea go through me. I hate feeling nauseous, so I started banging on the door.

"Weasley!" I shouted. I recoiled as pain shot through my throat and head. So, shouting was a no go. I cursed under my breathe.

I decided to stop hitting the door and started kicking. When my foot began to hurt, I continued making noise with my fists.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" an almost familiar voice shouted. I snapped around with my wand raised. Four wand tips were trained on my face.

"Sownbinder?" a female voice broke through the awkward silence. I lowered my wand.

"Ginny!" I felt my shoulders drop. Stress melted from my limbs.

"What?" her tone was edgy.

"Haven't forgotten about our last chit chat, have you?" I said lightly.

"Get to the point, you crazy bint." Dean lowered his wand. The other three followed his lead. I looked into the faces of Seamus, Ginny, Neville and Dean.

"Who do you know that was loyal to my Uncle?" my mind was racing, "We all need to gather. No one is safe unless you are pureblood." I fidgeted with a few strands of hair.

I saw a look exchanged between the four of them. Suddenly, Seamus and Dean grabbed my upper arms. Ginny mumbled the password under her breathe and then I was dragged into Gryffindor Tower, none too gently I might add.

"Do not manhandle me!" my voice was raised and I struggled against their hands. Curious eyes shifted our way.

"Shut up!" Ginny hissed. I shot her an angry glare.

"No." I replied in the same raised tone. If they had invited me in, I would not be difficult.

"Look at that! Finnegan and Thomas caught an ickle-Snakey all by her lonesome." a sandy haired boy jeered.

"Get bent!" I growled.

"Henria!" Neville yelled. I bit my tongue, but glared at the sandy haired boy.

"Merlin! I am regretting letting you in here." Ginny pinched the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger.

"Stop manhandling me and I will try harder to be more pleasant." I snapped. Neville sighed and shook his head.

"Let her go, you two." he ordered. Dean and Seamus released me with a shove. I fell to the ground, not very gracefully. I head a few sniggers.

"Assholes." I muttered as I picked myself up and brushed imaginary dirt off of my muggle jeans.

"Alright, they are called Dumbledore's Army and we are actually a Defense club. Well, we were. We haven't had any meetings for two years." Neville chose to ignore my lewd comment.

"My Uncle had an army?" I was a bit dumbfounded.

"Not really. Harry Potter created the club." a dirty blonde girl replied.

"Actually, Brown, Hermione created the club, Harry just led meetings." Neville glanced her way.

"We need to round them all up and start talking about the future." my raspy voice sounded small and weak.

"Aye, we will. You best be off. Can't let anyone think you're our friend." Neville winked at me playfully. Maybe I was a bit harsh in the beginning.

"I prefer the Lion's Den to the Snake Pit." I shrugged my shoulders. Neville gave me a funny look.

"Lion's eat snakes." a devilish smile popped through the sparse gathering. I crossed my arms and tilted my chin up in indifference.

"Snakes have been known to bite and poison lions. Want to chance it?" a ripple went through the students. I smirked at the uneasiness.

A hand grasped my wrist roughly and attempted to drag me out of the room. My blood boiled at the harsh contact. I wrenched my wrist free and let my left fist fly. The sharp crack of flesh on flesh told me I made contact.

"Bitch!"

"Stop grabbing me like I am cloth! I do have feelings and it does hurt." I looked into the eyes of Neville. No, I had the right attitude in the beginning.

"What the hell?" Ginny had murder in her eyes. I flexed my fingers so I would not strike her in the face.

"I am a person. I am not an object to move about how ever you want me. So, if you want me to play nice, you have to play nice first." I ran a hand through my long, brown tresses.

"You didn't play nice first. Remember our first conversation?" Dean stepped forward. I lightly fingered my wand.

"I was short with you. Mayhap a bit rude. Did I drag you about?" my retort was sharp.

"Oh no you don't. You won't be flipping any tables around here." he stepped closer to me. I am not going to be intimidated. I held my ground.

"If you don't want me to help, fine. I'll figure out how to take over this castle myself." and I turned on my heel and left the Common Room.

"Good morning students!" a perky Alecto called. Some mumbled responses, "A special announcement! All mu-muggle born witches and wizards are to sign up for the Muggle-Born Registration." she still had a perk to her voice, "Sign up will be before dinner tonight." and we were dismissed.

I quickly ran to my first class. As soon as I sat down, I scribbled a note. I had to talk to Neville. Or Dean. Or even Seamus. But I needed to talk to someone. The registration made my blood run cold.

As Neville walked by my desk, I split open his bag. I picked up one of his books and slipped my note in it. As I handed it back to him, I kept my hold on it.

"Merlin Longbottom, I have never met a clumsier person than you. Recently learn how to walk?" I sneered. I looked down at his book and then back to his eyes. His nod was so slight; I almost thought I imagined it.

Neville yanked the book out of my grasp. His free arm shot out and shoved my shoulder. His eyes were dancing with amusement. A few of my house mates bristled. House loyalty running deep. I held up a hand to stop any retaliation.

"Ooh, a feisty lion!" I smirked, "I like a challenge. A new plaything." I gently touched his cheek with the tips of my fingers. He blushed crimson red. I laughed harshly at him.

"You're barking." he muttered as he smacked my hand away.

"Very much so." I cooed. I turned back to my chair and caught Draco's eye.

His raised eyebrow was impressed. My smirk deepened and I sat down for class.