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“What did he do to you?” Luna asked quietly.
“Honestly, so much of it is a blur. I passed out…” Neville stopped, not wanting to say anything more to upset her. He wondered to himself, however, just how long after he’d lost consciousness did Amycus beat him. “I really don’t remember much.” he finished lamely.
Luna stared hard at his chest. She was trembling and her lips were pressed together so hard they appeared bloodless. To Neville’s astonishment, he realized Luna was furious. She went about applying the ointment to his bruises without saying another word. Neville wanted to reach out to her, touch her, reassure her, but he had no idea what he could say.
“It will be a day or two before you’re completely healed. Luckily, no one will be expecting you back in class, yet.” Her words were crisp, sharp, so unlike her.
“Wait, how am I going to explain…” Neville began.
“I used a memory charm on Crabbe. When he finally gets out, he’ll remember being told to free us. Our story is that he let us go, and somehow locked himself in the cell. I don’t think anyone will doubt it.” Luna said, pushing him back on the cot and covering him. “You need to rest.”
“Luna.” he said her name softly. She had busied herself to hide her anger but the sound of his voice stopped her. She sat down on the edge of the cot, her mouth working wordlessly. Then a sob tore through her. She buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking.
“Oh, Luna, no, please. Please stop.” Neville sat up, patting her shoulder, helpless in the face of her tears.
“It’s just...so unfair…so cruel…” she said between sobs. “They treat us like animals, worse than animals.”
“I know, but we have to believe that they will be defeated. We will win, Luna. Harry is out there right now, working to defeat them…him.” Neville wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. She buried her face in his shoulder, weeping quietly.
“You have so much faith, Neville.” Luna said through her tears.
“It’s going to be ok, Luna. I know it will.” Neville said, stroking her hair.
“I trust you.” Luna said, lifting her head from his shoulder and wiping away her tears. She kissed him softly, then pulled away. “I have to go now. Get some sleep.”
Neville lay back on the cot. Already he could feel sleep washing over him. “Thank you, Luna. Thank you for everything.”
Luna pulled the cover back over him and kissed him goodnight. Neville was asleep before the door closed behind her.
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