Originally Posted by You can be my hero baby!

“I’m no hero,” the boy replied gritting his teeth. The young Gryffindor was tired and the shield spell was zapping the last reserves of his strength, but he had to buy Luna time to escape. He pulled a small plant out of his pocket, a tiny thing in a little plastic pot. Neville had reached for it as a last thought before he rushed out of the compartment unaware that he would need it or use it. The young Gryffindor had meant to show it to Professor Sprout but … well, that was before the school train had been hijacked and the Death Eaters had openly declared war on the wizarding world. Neville cast a water spell and threw it on the ground. It exploded in a growth of vines flinging out growing at an exponential rate covering most of the compartment in seconds.

Originally Posted by A woman scorned

Neville knew it would only be a matter of seconds before they noticed him and Luna. His wand in his hand, the Gryffindor grabbed the girl and helping her up Neville kissed her on the lips. Full, fast and far too quickly for his liking. “I’m getting you out of here Luna,” he said, “ now run!”

Originally Posted by What???

As Luna stood there still in that instant of awe all shock and sweet surprise Neville pushed her in front of him and out of the compartment barely turning around in time to cast a shield spell.

Fine. Avada Kadavra!” Bellatrix screamed at Neville firing the shot. The boy fell to the ground. The plant withering next to him where it had been blasted. Still, the rest of it continued to grow.