Neville's quite the mystery...

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Making sure to let plenty of teachers see me and confirm that Harry Potter was in school and definitely didn't sneak off to Gringotts to remove his blocks that no one should know about, I stumbled into the Gryffindor common room, with only my comfortable and warm four-poster bed of scarlet red and gold on my mind.

I faintly registered the fact that the common room was packed and the residents of Gryffindor present, most of the older O.W.L and N.E.W.T years already in the library to study away from the noise, were all focused on the Weasley twins who kept everyone laughing and created the diversion for me to get in un-noticed, exactly like I asked them to do.

I smiled tiredly at them and giving them a thumbs up. They grinned right back, George winking and Fred keeping the crowd's attention on him.

Climbing up the stairs, stumbling a few times as my eyes drooped, I held onto the rail for balance while yawning.

Not bothering to take off my coat, I flopped ungracefully onto the bed, not completely sure, but also not caring if the bed was actually mine or not, I decided to take a little nap.
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"Thank you, thank you, ladies and gents!" George addressed the audience, as Fred bowed deeply in 3 directions.

"Sadly, this is where our little show ends. So sorry!" Fred said, faking a sincerely sorry face for a moment before grinning hugely again, "But don't worry, watch out for more pranks on Umbridge, it can be part two of our show, eh?"

The gryffindors cheered and applauded as the twins stepped off the Gryffindor common room table.

Walking, nearly skipping, to where I sat, having saved seats for the both of them. Plopping down on the either side of me, Fred sat indian-style while George put his feet on the table and crossed his right leg over his left.

"So-"

"-What's up-"

"-Lee?"

I quirked my lips in amusement at their twin-speak, and replied, "Nothing much, you guys hung out with me the whole day until your show, you know what happened."

"We know," the twins said in unision, nodding their head in one synchronized movement, "We'd like your thoughts on our small show though."

I snorted, "Small show? It went on for, I'd think," I made the over-exaggerated movement of checking my watch, "3 hours, 7 minutes and 52 seconds."

The red-headed mischief makers looked shocked for a moment, but Fred quickly recovered and smiled cheekily, his twin copying him only second later.

"Awe, Lee-"

"-we didn't know-"

"-you cared so much-"

"-and missed us so-"

"-or we'd have pulled you-"

"-up with us-"

"-into the spotlight!" The twins once again chorused at the end, teasing their dormmate and only best friend.

I laughed good-naturedly, a faint blush that had appeared, concealed by my dark skin, as I said, somewhat shyly, "Well, maybe next time you'd include me, eh?"

The lanky, freckled gryffindors grinned and once again said together, "Why, of course!"
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Having awoken from his short nap for dinner by good-hearted Dean and back to the common room to finish up some homework due soon with the help of Neville as Harry still wasn't up to talk to his former best friends, Harry found that Neville was suprisingly good with theory work and worked hard researching the needed information.

Harry knew Neville had great potential, often wondering why his spells were so poorly casted, even with the right wand movements and spell pronounciations.

Now moving on to their last homework, which happened to be Herbology. Harry smiled fondly at the Herbology prodigy student, making notes and trying to keep up as Neville babbled excitedly, spewing out facts about magical plants and how to best handle the vicious ones.

With Neville's expertise in Herbology, they finished up in no time. As they cleaned up their parchment and ink, leaving their homework to dry before keeping them, Harry had been contemplating whether to ask Neville and his poor practical work. Opening his mouth multiple times to ask, each time immediately reconsidering and closing it again.

Neville noticed of course, opening his own mouth to question his strange behaviour, but getting promptly cut off by two red-heads and their friend with a head of dreadlocks sitting down between the two 5th years, Neville and Harry automatically moving to make space. Neville, more out of politeness than anything.

"So, ickle Harrykins?" George prompted, his other half nodding along beside him.

"George..." Harry said warningly, making a weird motion with his eyes to Lee And Neville who looked at them expectantly, the bespeckled teen's eyebrows furrowed in a frown.

The twins looked confused for a moment, turning to look at Lee and Neville before realisation dawned Fred, his brother still remaining clueless.

Not until Fred made shooing motions with his hands at Lee, that George finally caught up. Lee, frankly, looking both offended and put out, almost pouting but caught himself just in time, making it into just the small downturn of the lips.

Harry turned pleading eyes at Neville, while Neville was slighty put off too, he nodded understandingly and gathered up his stuff, going off to find Seamus and Dean instead.

Turning back to the red-heads, Harry saw George guiltily looking at Lee who had sat himself away from most of the crowd, sulking, while Fred piped up, sounding just as guilty about shooing Lee off like that.

"So, what happened? Just tell us the details in a nutshell, I feel kinda bad making Lee leave like that, so let's just hurry this up, kay?"

Understanding how the twins' felt as Harry stole a glance at Seamus and Dean's table where a loud bang had just gone off, Seamus' eyebrows singed and black soot settled on the front of his robes and a large portion of his face, while Neville must have jumped 3 feet from his seat, eyes wide and terrified. But he still weakly grinned as Dean laughed loudly at Seamus' shocked face covered in soot.

"Right, so......"

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