Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. I'm just playing in her world.
A/N: I hate this one. I haven't read PoA for a while, so I couldn't remember exactly how Sir Cadogan acted... Bleh. However, I know he was more eccentric than how I portrayed him.
Title: Sir Cadogan Has a Say.
Genre: General.
Rating: K+
Warning: Really OOC Sir Cadogan
Pairing/Character: Neville, Sir Cadogan.
Word Count: 167
Thirteen-year-old Neville Longbottom sat outside the Gryffindor Common Room, hitting the back of his against the stone wall beside the portrait of Sir Cadogan, who was looking at him incredulously.
"Are you alright, Young One? Fought a weary battle?" he asked nervously.
"I've forgotten the password!"
"Sir Neville Longbottom, isn't it?"
"Yes," he mumbled, looking away.
"Well, what happened to that piece of parchment that you wrote all the passwords on? You … you haven't lost it, have you? Oh, tell me you haven't lost it or I'll behead you!"
"I haven't lost it, I just can't find it!"
"Well..."
"There's a difference, I promise!"
Sir Cadogan sighed. "Looks like you'll be sleeping outside then, tonight."
Neville released a long-suffering groan. The next time he threw his head against the wall, it was done with enough force to make the portrait shake.
"I haven't lost it. I just can't find it. There's a difference!" - The Mummy Returns.
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