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Out of Hog's Head, down the long and steepening passageway through a portrait Ab directed him to, Neville comes back round.
Dodged a bludger there...
Reports of more Death Eaters, new recruits likely, have been spotted throughout Hogsmeade.
For now, Neville plans to stay at Hogwarts, in the Room of Requirement, until it's safer to transport any food.
Susan Bones glances in Neville's direction, practically falling from a colourful hammock. She reaches for a baffled and bruised-up Neville, hugging him. For a moment, Neville closes his eyes and hugs her tighter. "I'm worried about Hannah," Susan whispers into Neville's ear.
"Don't be," Neville reassures Susan, holding her face, wiping a tear from under her eye. Both of his girls. Hannah and Susan are the strongest girls Neville has ever known. "Michael Corner and Terry Boot are with her. They know I'll curse them into oblivion if Hannah's left on patrol."
Susan's freckled nose wrinkles.
"Don't listen to me... listen to them," Neville adds, smiling elated despite the yellow-purple bruises on his face. "They know I mean it."
With a CLANG!, the Room of Requirement's doors open.
"Oh thank goodness! You're alright!" Susan's dark auburn hair flies behind her, as she takes a running leap into Hannah Abbott's arms. Hannah's expression resembles the bafflement as Neville's earlier. She gives Neville a look, Susan's lips touching Hannah's cheek.
Neville shrugs, open-armed hugging them, kissing her cheek as well.
"Welcome back..."
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