chapta 4, percy
CHAPTER 4
Hey Nev,
Ready for the Triwizard Tournament? Not to give anything away, mainly ‘cous I’m not allowed to, but I’m gonna be there for the first task. Hope to see you then.
Sorry for the short letter – busy,
Charlie.
That letter was sent a week ago. Neville used it as a book mark for his herbology book, giving him an excuse to look at it every so often. He’d replied, of course, though never received a response. Not a big deal: Charlie was busy. He lived in Romania, and letters usually took a long time to get back/forth anyway.
The Triwizard Tournament. No surprise: Neville was nervous about it. Harry had been chosen as one of the contestants, which was a miracle in itself considering how he was only a 4th year.
Many people questioned how his name was in the Goblet – rumours about what he’d done to get it in there, who he’d fooled and bribed. Neville personally thought Harry was too temperamental and air-headed to actually go through with anything terribly malicious. He’d also defeated the Dark Lord thrice, which would imply he was a good person. Neville knew him in passing and the boi was only abrasive when attacked.
Perhaps seeing Charlie would calm him down a little.
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Luna sat next to Neville in the library. Neville was studying his potions book, looking through the method just to decrease the likelihood of him messing up next lesson.
“Have you had any luck with that Weasley sibling you like?” she asked. “You know, the one who’s left Hogwarts already.”
In the quietness of the library she was loud, and in the quietness of the library with too many ears (namely the trio about three seats away from them), Neville’s cheeks coloured pink. “Um – what?” he spluttered, his whole body jerking and almost tearing out the page in his textbook.
“Reparo.” The page was fixed. “You know, the one you’ve been-“
“Luna,” Neville hissed. “Please. STOP TALKING.”
Luna tipped her head a little to the left. “Of course, Neville. But you know, you’ll only feel better about your feelings once you accept they’re there. Oh look, Ron’s coming over. Hey, Ron.”
Neville’s face was hot and red. “Hey, Ron,” he squeaked.
“Hey, Neville,” Ron sneered, pulling up a seat from beside Luna and sitting on it backwards. “What were you and LUNA just talking about then, huh?”
“Leave him alone, Ronald. Seriously.” Hermione slapped the side of his head and Ron’s leering expression dropped. “He clearly doesn’t like you, what with your charming chicken breath.”
“I do not have chicken breath!” Ron’s face turned as red as his hair and he huffed, looking away.
Hermione winked at Neville when neither Ron or Harry was looking. She somehow managed to shepherd the two away and Neville thought – phew. Maybe I’m safe.
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Neville didn’t realise how wrong he was until he walked into the Gryffindor common room later that evening.
“Hey,” Fred or George said, tossing an arm over Neville’s shoulder the moment he got through the Fat Lady. “How’s your day been, Neville.”
“Uh –“
“Has it been good?” The other Weasley twin said, cropping up on Neville’s other side while Twin 1 lead him to the couches in the common room.
“Um –“
“’Course it has George, I mean…this little GEM – likes Percy!”
“Every day is a great day when you like Percy, isn’t it Neville?” George snorted.
“Neville and Percy, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G.”
Neville fled to his room while the other boys laughed. When Ron entered later that night and started to laugh in his direction, Neville’s discomfort rose and he fled to the common room – and then out of there as it was occupied by the Weasley twins, all the way to the greenhouses outdoors, somehow without getting caught.
It would be okay. Come morning, everything would be fine.
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