Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines III

Neville Longottom- Injury (c)

You had wanted to follow Neville from class when he first got hurt but seen as you weren't allowed, you headed to the hospital wing straight from class to make sure he was okay. A couple of students had ended up injured in a mishap in class, all of them taking up beds in the hospital wing but one of them didn't deserve to be there. Draco had tripped over in the kerfuffle and had barely twisted his ankle, but he made it seem as though he had had to have his leg amputated.

When you entered the room, you could hear Draco wailing and unfortunately, he was lying in a bed next to Neville's, so there was no escape.

"Are you okay?" You asked, leaning in to press your lips to your boyfriend's forehead.

Before Neville could respond, he was forced to wince at the screaming coming from the bed beside him. You turned your attention to the Slytherin student, tired of his whining when there wasn't anything wrong with him.

"Stop screaming!" You frowned. "It's just a twisted ankle."

Draco gasped at your anger towards him. "How dare you!"

He was unable to continue to argue with you as Madam Pomfrey had made her way over to his bed, a firm expression on her face.

"Mr Malfoy enough of your yelling," she stated. "I asked you to head back to class twenty minutes ago, I need your bed for another student so please leave."

Draco went to argue with her, but her firm and annoyed stance even deterred him from doing so. As he walked from the room, he kept making noises of pain as though it caused him agony, but you were just glad that they became quieter as he left.

"Now Mr Longbottom," she smiled warmly towards your boyfriend. "Your new neighbour should be less of a nuisance. I have almost finished the elixir for you then I am sure Miss Y/S/N can escort you back to your room to rest for the rest of the day."

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey," he said weakly, trying to make things seem better than they actually were.

She hurried along to tend to another of her patients leaving the two of you alone.

"So how are you feeling?" You asked him.

Neville held onto your hand, offering you a gentle smile to try and reassure you of his state. "I am doing a lot better now that you are here."

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Written by Charlotte.

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