friends, never ememies ; NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

FORTY-FOUR

SCOTLAND, HOGWARTS SCHOOL.                    THE ROOM OF REQUIREMENT.

Y/n made her way over to the mirror inside of the room of requirement where moving photos and Daily Prophet headlines were kept to motivate the DA members, adding onto the recent front paper announcing the mass breakout of four loyal death eaters in Azkaban using a sticking charm to allow the paper to stick onto the reflective surface.

Harry snuck inside with Neville, they both placed down their belongings meanwhile Neville stood just beside y/n, removing his Gryffindor robes and messily folded it, tucking it inside of his hands. Harry enchanted a wooden statue with his wand and eventually stepped over to the two teenagers looking up towards the new notices.

"Neville," Harry spoke, pulling both teenagers out of their trance. Neville remained focused on his lively parents, standing at the hip with smiles against their lips, both proudly looking back to their son who had to peel his eyes away and turn down to Harry.

"Fourteen years ago, a death eater named Bellatrix Lestrange used the crutiatus curse on my parents, she toured them, for information but...they never gave in," the taller boy announced, he turned back to his parents as Harry copied, their eyes meeting with the once alive and bright ones. "I'm quite proud to be their son, but, I'm not sure if I'm ready for everybody to know just yet," Neville told Harry, who nodded in agreement, turning from Neville towards the small landscape photo of the original Order of the Phoenix.

"We're going to make them proud Neville," Harry announced, nodding towards the photo but looked towards his taller friend. Neville nodded with a quiet sigh. "that is a promise," Harry added, as the three proudly looked up to the photo of their parents.

The three never realised it, but their all shared a not-so-much-common trait that they seemed to somewhat enjoy each other's company around: their loss. All three have experienced their parental guide being unable to teach them their routes into adulthood or even lost their parents in general. The three didn't realise it but in that moment they made their parents proud, extremely proud of what their children were capable of even without them to help along the way.

That lesson was on the Patronus charm, not just full-body Patronus' but one to keep at least two dementors away. Harry had given an example earlier in the lesson, revealing his proud Stag form also announcing the memory he re-lives when conjuring a Patronus, demonstrating how the happiness needs to fill you up before casting the spell.

"So with the help of Harry, we'll all be figuring out how to do a full-body Patronus but before we do has anyone seen Cho?" Y/n asked the DA who silently shook their heads, y/n turned to Harry only to watch him shrug it off.

They began to separate their students across the room, some students pairing up or even some alone, all wands in hands, ready for Harrys instructions with how to produce the Patronus charm until y/n continued his statement.

"Make it the happiest memory, allow it to fill you up, keep trying Seamus!" Y/n called out. Herself and her God-brother moving around the room, she watched as Harry move past the Weasley twins.

"George your turn now," Harry announced, George inhaled as he flicked his wand lifting upwards, his face being illuminated with wispy, white and blue rays of light which only caused a grin to stretch from ear to ear, a small figure of a bird shaping form before vapouring away.