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KellyBear · 10-22-2009, 10:33 PM

“Neville,” a soft voice called him out of the abyss. “Neville, please, wake up.”

Slowly, he surfaced, but with consciousness came pain and he shrank from it, willing himself back into the void. He tried to tell the gentle voice to go away, that he did not want to feel, but it called to him, pulling him toward the light.

“No.” he managed through cracked lips.

“We must go now, Neville. You must wake up.” A hand shook him, and the pain was so that he wanted to vomit.

“Hurts.” he said, and wanted to cry, but found he lacked the strength.

A few soft murmured words, a flash of pale pink light, and he felt a soothing warmth washing over him.

“That’s the best I can do here. I can tend to your wounds better when we’re safe.”

“Luna? Is that you?” Neville tried to open his eyes, but they were so swollen he could barely see. Still, he managed to make out Luna’s face. She smiled at him.

“That’s better. Come on, up with you. We have to go.” Luna dragged him to his feet, and held him til he was steady. “Can you walk?”

Neville seriously doubted that he could, but he was determined to try. He nodded, afraid to speak. Luna pointed her wand at the wall and it opened. Holding his battered ribs tightly with one arm, and Luna’s shoulder with the other, Neville shambled toward the opening.

“How?“ Neville asked, when they were out in the corridor and he did not feel quite as strong a need to scream or vomit.

“They sent Crabbe to torture me.” Luna said, as though this explained everything.

“So?”

“Well, I guess Filch was in a hurry when he tossed us into those cells, because he forgot to take our wands. I tried for a while to get the wall to open, but I couldn’t or I’d have come sooner.” Neville could hear the apology in her voice and his face burned with shame. He completely forgotten his wand.

“Anyway, they sent Crabbe to punish me, but I disarmed him and made him tell me how to work the wall.” Luna finished.

“Where is he?” Neville was shocked at how much effort it took to say those three words. Did Amycus leave even one rib unbroken?

“I left him in the cell. Don’t worry, I used a memory charm on him, he won’t remember a thing.” Luna said, then, “Ah, here we are.”

Neville could see nothing but endless stone wall. “This is my cell,” Luna said, “we should be able to find our way out from here.”

“How?” Neville asked, though he did not doubt her for a moment.

“I spelled marks in the floor so we could find our way out. They aren’t very deep, but you can still see the scratches in the stone.” Neville remembered how Luna had focused on the floor when Filch had been bringing them down into the dungeons. He should have known.

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KellyBear Comet aka Fred K/O Fred's Last Laugh Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: ♥Lovin' Ottery Posts: 2,252 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nynevah de Wynter	An Unexpected rescue Ottery's Editor-In-Chief Resident Heartbreaker “Neville,” a soft voice called him out of the abyss. “Neville, please, wake up.” Slowly, he surfaced, but with consciousness came pain and he shrank from it, willing himself back into the void. He tried to tell the gentle voice to go away, that he did not want to feel, but it called to him, pulling him toward the light. “No.” he managed through cracked lips. “We must go now, Neville. You must wake up.” A hand shook him, and the pain was so that he wanted to vomit. “Hurts.” he said, and wanted to cry, but found he lacked the strength. A few soft murmured words, a flash of pale pink light, and he felt a soothing warmth washing over him. “That’s the best I can do here. I can tend to your wounds better when we’re safe.” “Luna? Is that you?” Neville tried to open his eyes, but they were so swollen he could barely see. Still, he managed to make out Luna’s face. She smiled at him. “That’s better. Come on, up with you. We have to go.” Luna dragged him to his feet, and held him til he was steady. “Can you walk?” Neville seriously doubted that he could, but he was determined to try. He nodded, afraid to speak. Luna pointed her wand at the wall and it opened. Holding his battered ribs tightly with one arm, and Luna’s shoulder with the other, Neville shambled toward the opening. “How?“ Neville asked, when they were out in the corridor and he did not feel quite as strong a need to scream or vomit. “They sent Crabbe to torture me.” Luna said, as though this explained everything. “So?” “Well, I guess Filch was in a hurry when he tossed us into those cells, because he forgot to take our wands. I tried for a while to get the wall to open, but I couldn’t or I’d have come sooner.” Neville could hear the apology in her voice and his face burned with shame. He completely forgotten his wand. “Anyway, they sent Crabbe to punish me, but I disarmed him and made him tell me how to work the wall.” Luna finished. “Where is he?” Neville was shocked at how much effort it took to say those three words. Did Amycus leave even one rib unbroken? “I left him in the cell. Don’t worry, I used a memory charm on him, he won’t remember a thing.” Luna said, then, “Ah, here we are.” Neville could see nothing but endless stone wall. “This is my cell,” Luna said, “we should be able to find our way out from here.” “How?” Neville asked, though he did not doubt her for a moment. “I spelled marks in the floor so we could find our way out. They aren’t very deep, but you can still see the scratches in the stone.” Neville remembered how Luna had focused on the floor when Filch had been bringing them down into the dungeons. He should have known. __________________ Your flavour is strawberry. You're a sweet person and a Gryffindor at heart. You see risks and know they are just another part of life. You are loyal and hold your loved ones close, their happiness is your prize. ♥