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Neville's stomach clenched at the thought of what they were about to do. Sweat ran into his eyes. As he wiped it away, he noticed that his hands shook. He led the way toward the Great Hall, Seamus and Hannah at his heels. They were so close now and thus far, there had been no sign of the Carrows or any of their Slytherin henchman.
Hannah took her post at the entrance to the Great Hall, keeping watch. Keeping close to the wall, Neville and Seamus skirted the house tables and made their way to the dias at the back of the hall.
"Make this quick, mate." Seamus said, his eyes darting nervously toward the entrance. Neville could see that Seamus was just as scared as he was which in an odd way, gave him a bit more courage. Nodding once, he whispered a spell Fred and George Weasley had taught him, and his wandtip ignited. In huge glowing acid green letters, he wrote "Dumbledore's Army, Still Recruiting" behind the professor's table. The words, written so large that they stretched the entire length of the dias, would burn for 3 days before finally fading. Despite his fear, Neville smiled. Oh, the Death Eaters were not going to like this, not one bit.
Neville surveyed his work for a second more then turned to Seamus. "It's done. Let's go."
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