Neville slammed his hand against the staircase railing. No he could not let that happen. She would live. No Weasley would die for him.
"She's resting Neville, don't tear out your hair. Parvati made something and she took it without hexing her." Lavender Brown walked down the staircase and out into the common room. Her hair was a mess and almost rivaled what Hermione's was on bad days. Bruises scattered her arms and legs. There was no Gryffindor left in Hogwarts wasn't hurt or ill.
"She didn't have enough strength to hex her." Neville murmured. It was now February and Luna was long gone. Ginny had gotten restless once trimester started up again. Every day she altered her uniform, adding muggle gear and got detentions. That wasn't all. She defied all her teachers and got cursed each time. Day after day Neville would head to the room of Requirement during his free period. To do so he would pass Muggle Studies. It was now mandatory and the sixth years had cla