Chapter 48

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Neville's POV:

He stumbled through the window and crashed onto his bed.

"Welcome back." A familiar voice said, making him shout. There was his grandmother, waiting for him in a chair with her arms crossed across her chest. "You really thought I wouldn't notice?"

"I'm sorry I just-"

"You're sneaking out to see that boy, aren't you?" She asks. Neville stares at her. He was glad he had his bracelet on, or he would probably start wheezing right about now. She walks over to him and sits beside him. She takes a deep breath and asks, "How do you really feel about his boy?"

Neville looks at the ground, not saying a word. She speaks again, "I want you to tell me honestly how you feel about him. I'm not here to yell, I'm here to talk."

Neville bites the inside of his cheek and mutters, "I don't know if I feel comfortable saying it."

"Let me tell you a story. When I was fifteen, I dated a boy named Rufus. He went to Durmstrang. But, when my mum and dad found out, they shouted and lectured me for a good few hours because they thought all students at Durmstrang were dark wizards. They were wrong... He was the sweetest boy I had ever met. He would help out anyone and everyone that needed it without a second of hesitation. But, because my parents didn't believe that, I wasn't able to see him anymore. And I didn't... Not for a few months at least. Until I decided to do exactly what you have been doing. I snuck out to see him, but I got caught... You wanna know why I did that, though?"

"Why?" Neville whispers.

"Because I loved him..." His grandmother smiles to herself, "I've been thinking a lot lately, especially about him and that boy you've been hanging around... I even had a chat about it at your father's grave... A thought came to me, as if your father was speaking to me. I realized just how messed up you had been and how heartbroken you looked when I told you you couldn't see him. A voice said to me, 'Let Neville see him.' I never though it was possible or natural for boys to love boys and girls to love girls... But the more I thought about it and the more I talked to my friends and family about it, the more I realized just how wrong I was. And that voice too kept ringing in my ears. Even though I am incredibly dissappointed with you sneaking out... I think I will allow you to see him again. If I know anything about my past... It seems like you love that boy and I can't take that away from you." His grandmother finishes.

"You... You're letting me see him?" Neville asks.

"Yes. But, you are grounded for a week." His grandmother says.

Neville jumps up and hugs her tight. She squeaks in surprise. "Thank you!" He shouts with a bright smile on his face.

She chuckles and pulls away from him, "I guess you want those letters I didn't let you have?"

"Yes please." He says. His grandmother walks over to the chair, reaches on the floor and hands him four pages of crinkled parchment.

"Now get to bed." His grandmother says, "And no sneaking out!" She smiles and walks away.

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Draco's POV:

The things Pansy said rang in his ears. But what if she lied? Pansy was one of the more Slytherin Slytherin's in their year and it wasn't uncommon for her to do things like this for her own personal gain.

He was torn between finding Harry and telling him everything and just ignoring Pansy completely and trying to forget about what happened with Harry.

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