There was something about trying to describe Hermione that brought new words to Nevilles vocabulary. Shes not smart, shes brilliant. Shes not nice, shes compassionate. Shes not pretty, shes... Widebottom! Neville broke out of his reverie to see Draco and his two drones behind his shoulders. Instinctively, Neville turned to walk away. Between the Howler from Gran and being publicly humiliated by Snape, again, hed seen enough confrontation for one day. Watch out! Draco called from behind, Wide loud coming through! The stinging in Nevilles eyes was all too familiar. As normal as the taunts that caused them. Come one, Widebottom, we just want to- umph! Neville spun around to see Dracos platinum hair, poking out from beneath two miniature trolls. Or perhaps two large boys. I have had it with you, Malfoy! Hermione shouted from across the courtyard. Her wand was held at the ready as the mass of flesh that was Draco, Crabbe and Goyle untangled themselves. Youre dead Grang- Dracos mouth was moving, but there were no sounds coming out. Goyle made toward her, but Neville saw the slightest twitch from Hermiones wand, and Goyle flew back into Crabbe. Neither boy moved. Another flick of her wrist, and Dracos body stiffened and he fell back like a plank of wood. You are a pathetic excuse for a subspecies of the lowest worm, Draco Malfoy. She said, standing over him with her wand pointing at his shocked face. Is your home life so bad that you have to make everyone around you miserable too? It isnt Nevilles fault that your father is a pompous prick who treats a 16 year old boy like a 2 year old baby who needs his protection because your lack of a spine makes it impossible for you to stand on your own. You are a coward. And you will never be anything more than a second generation shadow of someone you hate. Hermione took a deep breath and turned away to walk to Neville. Are you alright? Neville stood still, his jaw tight, with the hidden tear finding its way out and down his cheek. Its okay Neville. Hermione said, taking his hand. Dont worry about him. Hes just- Youre beautiful. Neville blurted it out without meaning too. What? Hermione said, blushing as she tucked a free strand of hair behind her ear. You... Neville pushed forward. Youre beautiful. And Brilliant. And compassionate. And spectacular in every way. Neville felt himself hyperventilating. I just... I dont know if anyone has ever told you. You... are everything. Neville... Before she could respond, he collapsed. Hermione chuckled. Back at you Neville. A wave of her wand lifted Neville a foot off the ground and she made their way to the hospital wing. ~Neo
Posted on: Tue, 11 Nov 2014 04:54:05 +0000
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