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Year One
He's not at all scared of her like he expected he would be. In fact, he thinks she's pretty nice; and she has the prettiest eyes.
Year Two
He's scared, but then so is everyone else. People are being attacked left and right; they say the
Heir of Slytherin is responsible. He knows it's not Harri's doing, but he's still scared. He can tell she is, too; he does his best to make her smile whenever he can. It's not much, but it's the best he can do.
Year Three
It isn't until Hagrid has carried Draco back up to the castle that he realizes he's gripping her arm.
She smiles at him, assuring him that he has suffered no harm. He doesn't know how to explain that wasn't his concern.
Year Four
He knows he has no chance. After all, who is he compared to Cedric Diggory? So he savors their first dance together, convincing himself that it is enough to be her friend. It's enough. It's enough.
Year Five
He remembers the pain, the pain, the naked fear visible on her face as she reappeared in the stadium. He knows he's not strong and he's certainly not brave. But as he mounts the Thestral that only he, Luna, and Harri can see, he's never been more certain of one thing: He never wants to see that look on her face again.
Year Six
He knows he's gotten stronger, braver. But when he watches her walk away from him that dreary June day, he's never felt more cowardly.
Year Seven
The Cruciatus curse is more terrible than he had ever imagined it could be. Still, he endures it. Again, and again, and again… because he has to. He has to because he has to be there when she returns. And she will return. He has to believe it. He has to.
Year Eight
He still has nightmares sometimes and occasional phantom pain. She does, too. There are dark days when they remember the ones they've lost, but they get through them together. For Neville, and for Harri, that is enough.
He's not at all scared of her like he expected he would be. In fact, he thinks she's pretty nice; and she has the prettiest eyes.
Year Two
He's scared, but then so is everyone else. People are being attacked left and right; they say the
Heir of Slytherin is responsible. He knows it's not Harri's doing, but he's still scared. He can tell she is, too; he does his best to make her smile whenever he can. It's not much, but it's the best he can do.
Year Three
It isn't until Hagrid has carried Draco back up to the castle that he realizes he's gripping her arm.
She smiles at him, assuring him that he has suffered no harm. He doesn't know how to explain that wasn't his concern.
Year Four
He knows he has no chance. After all, who is he compared to Cedric Diggory? So he savors their first dance together, convincing himself that it is enough to be her friend. It's enough. It's enough.
Year Five
He remembers the pain, the pain, the naked fear visible on her face as she reappeared in the stadium. He knows he's not strong and he's certainly not brave. But as he mounts the Thestral that only he, Luna, and Harri can see, he's never been more certain of one thing: He never wants to see that look on her face again.
Year Six
He knows he's gotten stronger, braver. But when he watches her walk away from him that dreary June day, he's never felt more cowardly.
Year Seven
The Cruciatus curse is more terrible than he had ever imagined it could be. Still, he endures it. Again, and again, and again… because he has to. He has to because he has to be there when she returns. And she will return. He has to believe it. He has to.
Year Eight
He still has nightmares sometimes and occasional phantom pain. She does, too. There are dark days when they remember the ones they've lost, but they get through them together. For Neville, and for Harri, that is enough.
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Because she'd been flying from branch to branch at top speeds, she didn't notice the approaching figure until he was right on top of her. With lightning quick movements she doubled back, narrowly avoiding a punch aimed at her mid-section. Her momentum sent her backwards, skidding across the surface of a particularly wide branch. She drew a kunai from her pouch as she prepared for the next onslaught, blue eyes widening at the figure standing a few trees away.
His porcelain mask glinted in the moonlight as he yanked it from his face, fixing her with a furious glare. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he demanded.
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But before he could come to a conclusive decision, the compartment door slammed open again and a boy with longish white-blond hair scrambled in, shutting it quickly behind him.
They stood for a moment in near-silence: the newcomer, who was panting visibly, and Albus, who mer
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It had been a smashing day so far. He had received a new crate of his favorite tea, a book he had reserved forever ago on theories involving bat spleen had finally become available and two first years had pissed themselves when he swept grandly round a corner.
Yes, a smashing day. And it was only getting better as Severus Snape perched himself behind his desk. Usually the seventh year Slytherin-Gryffindor Potions class was abominable at best. Coupled with the fact that it was DOUBLE Potions last thing on Fridays, the two hours rarely passed by amicably. But this Friday had been very splendid
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Poor Neville so many trouble thought through him. However everything resolved it own ways for better.