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The two boys turned around quickly wands behind their backs as they faced their potion master. Harry was the one to speak," We haven't done anything Sir."
Severus was silent for a moment, "Then why are your wands hidden behind your back?" Severus asked amusement lacing his velvet voice.
"No reason you frightened us is all." Blaise said quickly sticking his wand back into his robes. Harry followed the other boy's actions. Severus continued to stare at them, making the two boys twitch nervously.
"Why is Longbottom screaming threats at you through the door?" Severus asked an obvious smirk appeared as the boys' eyes widen in surprise.
"Well you see Draco and Neville have been having a go at each other since we got resorted. We figured that if we forced them to talk then maybe they would work things out and become friends." Harry said thinking to himself that the plan sounded brilliant.
"You thought a bit of snogging would make it all better. And what if they happened to hex each other or worse kill each other while locked together? Did that thought ever cross you minds?" Serverus asked the two boys.
The two boys had the sense to look guiltily at each other before Blaise spoke. "No Sir we didn't think of that. See Draco and Neville fancy each other so we just assumed they would snog and be done with it all. We never thought they would kill each other. Honest we were just trying to help them along a little."
Severus would have rolled his eyes if he didn't have an image to uphold. "No you didn't think did you. Perhaps you should let them out. I suggest you run for it when you unlock the door. As I am certain you will find two extremely angry boys and I pray that you didn't make matters worse than they are."
With a sweep of his robes, which only Snape could do with perfection, the man was gone from the common room. Harry and Blaise eyed each other wearily, debating what their next move should be.
Mean while in the locked room, Neville had stopped crying and was angry once more. "I'm going to bloody kill them when they let us out. Imagine thinking locking us in a broom closet is going to make everything better." The boy ran a hand though his hair angrily.
"We could just Snog and get it over with. It's what they want us to do anyway. And it's not like I'm all that opposed to the idea. You are rather cute you know." Draco said quietly with an air of indifference.
"What? Wait a minute. Did you just tell me I was cute? Draco what has gotten into you? You ride my back almost the whole time I've been in this house and now you're telling me you wouldn't mind a snog?" Neville said eyeing the boy in front of him with confusion.
"The reason I have been so harsh with you is because I fancy you all right." Draco blurted out. The blonde rubbed his face trying to hide his blush.
"You've got a funny way of showing it you know. You could have just bloody told me and not played around with me. I swear sometimes I think everyone in Slytherin house is mental." Neville said throwing his hands in the air with irritation.
Draco rolled his eyes, and said "That would make you mental then to wouldn't it. And it's not like I could just come out and tell you how I felt. You've been judge mental of me since you met me. I could just see you saying oh how nice Draco wants to go up to my room and have a bit of a snog. Right that's exactly what would have happened. More like you would have hexed me into oblivion."
Neville frowned, "I wouldn't have hexed you and I wouldn't have snogged you either. I probably would have laughed in your face and asked if you were serious. But that's not the point is it? You can't go from being a bloody prick to being romantic like, it just doesn't seem right."
"So what are we going to do to Blaise and Harry?" Draco asked idling twirling his wand around his fingers as he began to pace the room.
"Now that is a good question isn't it? They probably think we are snogging each other silly and that everything will be okay when they let us out. I say we lock them in a broom closet together, give them a taste of their own medicine."
"That might work if they fancied each other but I don't think Harry is really Blaise's type. Besides…" The two boys were interrupted in their planning when the dorm room door flew up and they found themselves face to face with a breathless Harry Potter.
"Quickly, come on, the twins just owled me. There's been an attack in Diagon alley. Some of our members are hurt. Come on Neville we need to get there now. Fred says there are still a gang of death eaters trying to finish what the group has started." Harry said.
Harry grabbed Neville's arm and began to drag him out of the common room. They ran to the charms classroom where Professor Flitwick was waiting for them. "The twins sounded the alarm; the other professors have already gone. I'm going to stay here and hold off Dumbledore and the other students. Be careful boys I don't know what you will find there." The charms professor said leading them to the fire place in his office.
Harry grabbed a handful of floo powder and in a flash of green flames he was off to the twins' joke shop. Neville was right behind him. The twin's joke shop was empty as they expected it to be. What they hadn't expected was the front windows to be shattered and the door blasted off. "Wands out Neville, there may still be Death Eaters about." Harry said in a whispered voice.
They made their way slowly to the open doorway. Diagon alley was in shambles, smoke rising from most of the buildings that were still standing. Glass was covering the small walking lane, and wizarding goods were strewn all over the path as well. The part of the alley the two boys were in seemed to be deserted. As they continued walking down the alley they saw buildings completely demolished.
They could both hear spells being thrown not far from where they were standing. The pair made their way towards Gringots where they could hear a battle-taking place. There was shouting and sparks flying all around them.
They were met by a wounded George Weasley. "It was a surprise ambush. About 150 Death eaters came out of nowhere. Fred and I barely had time to get the shoppers out of the way before they began to attack. It was a mess, after a while we got them cornered; with no help from the ministry or the order of the phoenix might I add.
Once the Death eaters realized they were losing, they start to apperate away. About 50 of them decided to stay and try and finish us all off. We were lucky that Bill and Charlie were in the shop today. Tonks and Lupin were heading to Gringotts and Oliver and Marcus were in Quality Quiditch. I sent out an alarm and others started showing up. There are two death eaters that just won't let it go. Bill and Oliver are keeping them back." George said in a rush.
"You did good George you and Fred both. Go on to Pompfrey and get fixed up, she's expecting you. Flitwick stayed back to keep things going smoothly at the school. Neville and I will meet you there." Harry said patting the boy on the shoulder.
George nodded and apperated away, as the two Slytherins made their way to the small duel going on. Once they reached the wizarding Bank Gringotts, they found the last two rogue death eaters bound together with Charlie standing guard.
"Hello Harry, Neville, a shame you two missed all the fun." The 2nd oldest Weasley said with a large grin.
"We would have been here sooner, except Harry locked me and Malfoy in a broom cupboard." Neville said with a look to Harry, letting the other boy know they were definitely going to discuss the matter later.
"With the Twins fast thinking not much damage was really done." Charlie looked around a moment "Well at least not much damage to people was done, can't say the same for the shops."
"Did you question those two?" Harry asked nodding towards their captives.
"Tried to they aren't saying much. Figured I'd let you handle them however you like. Seeing as they may be full of useful information." Charlie said poking the one closest to him with his wand.
"Take them to Head Quarters and leave them in the cells down there. We will question them with a truth serum tonight at the emergency meeting. No one was badly hurt were they?" Harry asked.
"Fred took a nasty bump to the head by a falling beam and Sprout got hit by a well placed stupefy curse. Other than that it's all mainly just some small cuts bumps and bruises. Well I'm off to take these two to H.Q., want me to send out the meeting alert while I'm there?" Charlie asked pulling the two death eaters to their feet.
"That would be brilliant, oh and good work Charlie." The two boys waved and the red head before walking back towards the twin's joke shop. The damage done to the alley was devastating. It would take weeks for it all to be repaired properly and warded once more. As the boys reached the joke shop Oliver was leading a large group of people out of knock turn alley.
"Wotcher Harry. Everything clear up here?" Oliver asked, his wand pointed towards the open alley.
"Yes, Charlie's just taken the perpetrators back to H.Q. There's meeting tonight Oliver and 8pm. don't be late, as I'm sure you have information for us." Harry said.
"Of course Harry. You two had best be off before someone else comes around and sees you here. I'm going to stay here and help clean up some. See you later then." Oliver said taking off again.
Oliver waved as the two boys headed back to the fireplace they had flooed from. When they had reached Flitwick's office, they assured the man that everything was all right and that no serious injuries had occurred.
The two boys made their way to the Slytherin common room. "So Harry about this broom cupboard business…" Neville began.
He was interrupted but a cold drawling voice. "And just where the bloody hells have you two been? And why is Neville covered in dust? Been off on an adventure have you?" The ex-gryffindors looked at each other nervously before looking at Draco.
"Well come on out with it. Tell me what is going on." Draco said.
"Yes what exactly is going on Mr. Potter, Mr. Longbottom?" Severus Snape asked as he entered the common room from behind them and looked at them questioningly.