(Neville's Pov)
I stared at the ceiling of Madam Pomfrey's, in the dark room. I was in the Nurse's Wing after the battle.It was only about three hours, but I felt like it took up most of my life. I was so tired and achy. Even though Madam Pomfrey fixed my broken nose, she wanted me and the rest of the D.A. To stay here for the night. It was also weary. Everybody was exhausted. And Sirius. His death hit Harry hard.
The torture was still in my mind...when Bellatrix had said Crucio, I almost wanted to know what it felt like. To see how brave I truly was. It almost scared me when I saw Bellatrix. I wanted to see her die. I wanted her to suffer.
I knew Luna was right. I shouldn't want revenge. But that night, I did. I sat up on my bed, swinging my legs to the side. I put my face in my hands. The rest of D.A. were asleep, so hopefully I wasn't seen.
I finally took a deep breath, and closed my eyes. Luna. She had taken a bad hit at the battle. She was across the room, asleep.
I couldn't help but walk over there by her. I sat on the bed across from her's. Luna's eyes were closed, with a couple of band aids on her face. Her chest rose up and down steadily.
I gently tucked her hair behind her ear. I softly kissed her cheek, and slowly walked back to my own bed.
I laid back down, still staring at the ceiling. At least Luna was alright.
My eyes felt heavy, and I heard Dumbledore's voice, along with the prime minister's, Cornelius Fudge.
They headed over to Harry's bed, and spoke with him. They mainly talked about the battle, and Voldemort being back.
It wasn't my business to hear, so I tuned out the conversation.
I sighed, and closed my eyes. I finally let the heavy veil of sleep come.
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Sorry for the short chapter! It just mainly cleared up what happened after the battle.
-Clo
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