Harry Potter and the Triangle Prophecy by B. L. Purdom

Author:B. L. Purdom [Purdom, B. L.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Harry Potter Fan-fiction
Publisher: Self
Published: 2006-03-31T05:00:00+00:00

When they returned to the Gryffindor Tower from Apparition, Neville stopped Harry before he entered. Harry waved on Ron and Hermione, so that he and Neville were standing alone in the corridor with the portrait of the Fat Lady.

Harry felt rather weary. “What is it, Neville?”

Neville opened his mouth to speak, closed it again, then opened it once more. After two more false starts, Harry said, “Well, when you figure out what you actually want to say – don’t contact me. Bye,” he added, moving toward the portrait and opening his mouth to give the password.

“Wait! No, Harry. Sorry, I just – I’m not sure how to talk about this.”

Harry turned and frowned, having a sinking feeling he knew what Neville was talking about. “Don’t you mean her? As in Ginny?”

Neville nodded nervously. “Listen, Harry, Ginny told me about – about the two of you. And about you and Mariah. And Draco Malfoy and Mariah. I couldn’t believe it. I understand now, and I don’t blame you for being upset about the situation. Who wouldn’t be upset? But I just wanted to check – that we’re all right.”

“Huh? We?”

“You and me. I just…” Neville looked a bit embarrassed now. “I don’t want you to hate me, Harry. Since – since you still care for her and all.”

Harry didn’t deny Neville’s last statement. He swallowed, looking at the other boy’s earnest face, thinking of his parents not recognizing him, of the cauldrons he’d melted over the years (and the points Snape had taken from Gryffindor because of it); he thought of losing the duel to him and then sitting vigil by his bedside when he’d become addicted to the potions that had helped him win the duel.

He felt deflated. “No, Neville,” he sighed. “I don’t hate you.”

Neville peered at him doubtfully. “You sure?”

Harry rolled his eyes now. “Yes, I’m sure. I don’t hate you.” It helped to say it aloud, it actually did; he realized now that he’d been trying to convince himself that he hated Neville, and he also realized why that hadn’t worked. He couldn’t talk himself into disliking someone he liked any more than he could talk himself into liking someone he disliked. (He’d tried that with Dunkirk, to no avail.)

“Oh, that’s great, Harry!” Neville said, bobbing about on the balls of his feet, making Harry fear that a hug was imminent.

He gave the password to the Fat Lady and said, “S’okay, Neville. Don’t worry about it,” as he stepped over the threshold into the Gryffindor common room. Unfortunately, the first thing that greeted him was a row between Ron and Hermione, which was suddenly reminding him of their row after the Yule Ball in fourth year.

“Be reasonable, Ron!”

“Reasonable! Oh, you want the great hairy animal to be reasonable! Well, I’ll give you reasonable. It’s not reasonable to expect an animal to behave like a different animal, is it? Take Harry’s snake Sandy, for instance.”

“Ron, stop bringing up irrelevant things…”

“It’s not irrelevant. Harry turned her into a girl, yeah.

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