In Harry Potter as Neville Longbottom

One week after Neville and the trio handed over the potions to Madam Poppy, the situation in Hogwarts reversed a lot.

There were Aurors walking on every floor and they were working in shifts to make sure even the Owls flying inside were monitored and controlled. Ministry was clearly not joking about the safety of students and somehow classes still continued.

Today was Halloween, the day Neville feared the most. Hogwarts was decorated completely in a spooky and scary atmosphere but students were afraid of something that was hiding in the shadows. Still, the steps taken by Ministry gave a lot of confidence to students.

"Awesome! Look, even the bread is dark today," Dean showed the Halloween-themed breakfast to Neville.

Neville had to admit that the food prepared by house-elves was truly beyond comparison. They will not only take care of its quantity and quality but also its presentation.

"So, have you prepared anything for the Halloween party, Neville?" Seamus asked.

Today, there is a party in the evening and all students were supposed to dress at their best and enjoy the festivities.

"For the love of Merlin Seamus, if you again tried to show off that Black Suit you got from Dean, I swear to burn it before you can ever wear it!" Neville replied with annoyance.

Ever since Seamus found that there was a party tonight, he begged and begged Dean to get a proper suit for him. Dean outdid himself with a proper tuxedo and ever since then, Seamus had boasted about it multiple times to them.

"Please, it's better than the frock Ron is going to wear tonight. Horrible. I simply pity his stupidity." Seamus grinned.

At the beginning of the semester, Ron Wesley made a terrific entry on a flying car but he broke his wand and then spent money on buying another one. Neville gave him a Nimbus 2000 but he still failed to qualify for the Quidditch team.

Truly luck was never with Ron Weasley. To make matters worse, the suit from his family was so horrible that the boys wished they had never seen it.

"At least he has a brand new wand," Neville said while shaking his head and trying to remove that picture from his mind.

Meanwhile, one particular bushy hair was busy with something else.

"What do you think about this one or this one?" Hermione Granger who was well recovered now and back to being a points grabber in classes was asking opinions on her dresses from Kelah, her dormmate.

"You know you will look pretty in any of these. Just make sure you straighten your hair," Kellah said and picked the yellow-coloured dress Hermione had ordered from seniors for the party.

"This one. This colour matches your style." Kellah finally chose the dress for Hermione and Hermione agreed with her idea.

"Yes, this looks good. Oh! we must hurry. There is not a lot of time," Hermione panicked looking at the watch.

She only has 8 hours to prepare for the party. Only 8 hours. How can she prepare herself in only eight hours?

If Hermione was panicking, then another girl was already in half depression.

Pansy not a Parkinson anymore, couldn't find anyone to help her in selecting a dress or help her in selecting jewellery. She was in a single room at the end of the dorm that is usually given to prefects.

However, considering her unique status in Slytherin, she was sent to this room to stay away to make sure she doesn't pollute Slytherin.

So, even though she got money now and with that, she bought new dresses, she was not sure which one to wear and what to choose that will go with it. Jewellery, hairstyle, shoes...there were so many things...

In anger and hopelessness, she also ate a couple of pies secretly. Now, she was sure she will look fat tonight.

---------------------------------------

Neville and the boys did nothing today except sleeping in Seamus dorm. After a heavy breakfast that was too delicious to waste, they just came to Seamus room and grabbed a place to rest.

They can't tolerate the running girls in common room or crying Ron in Neville's room or the crazy owls in the Great Hall.

One party somehow allowed all students to unleash their full craziness today.

Neville was already deep in sleep and he didn't notice that a foot print moved towards the second's floor girl's washroom before it disappeared.

However, Neville knew this might happen, so he had placed a small rune at the tap's location. It was cleverly hidden and its own work was to give Neville a slight 'shock' when the tap moves from its location.

"ZIIIPPPPP"

A slight current stuck Neville who was in deep sleep and it stung so suddenly that Neville had no time to prepare for it.

"Fucking Morgana Tits!" Neville cried in agony and jumped from the bed.

"What...?" Dean who woke up from the shout asked in dazed manner.

"Nothing...A nightmare.. Go back to sleep," Neville said with a half-crying and half-smiling face and used his hand to cast a simply drowsy charm on both of his friends.

He didn't want to drag his friends for the thing he is planning to do. Not everyone can get a immortal plot armour like Harry Potter or prepare in advance like Neville.

Neville hurriedly left this dorm and ran inside his own. Grabbing the stretchable bag, he left the Gryffindor's lounge and went for the second floor's girls' washroom.

To prepare for that fucking Basilisk, Neville had prepared since the beginning of the semester and for that diary, he had bottles ot potions of Aqua Benedicta.

However, unknown to him, a certain wizard who could hear inaudible sounds, was one step ahead of him and without any preparation and care, jumped inside the tunnel that leads directly inside the Chamber of Secrets.

Harry Fucking Potter was ready to fulfill his role of lord saviour and Neville had no idea about it.