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When In Doubt, Obliviate, Chapter 15"So I have a question," Neville said suddenly. "What's the first thing you think of when you think of Gryffindor?"
"The most noble and courageous of houses with very distinguished alumni like Dumbledore," Hermione replied promptly.
Neville nodded. "Yeah, but you're in Gryffindor so I'm not sure I should take your word for it. Harry?"
"Reckless foolishness," Harry told him.
Neville nodded. "That's what I thought. Draco accused me of not being reckless enough to be a Gryffindor yesterday."
Harry winced. "What are you going to do?"
"The most recklessly foolish thing I can think of at the moment," Neville replied, mounting his broom and taking off.
"Neville!" Hermione shouted after him. "Get back down here!"
"Come back, boy!" Madame Hooch called but Neville just kept rising.
"Did he lose control of his broom?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"I don't know," Harry replied. "This is probably the most Gryffindor thing I've ever seen, though, so he should be happy."
"If he survives this," Hermione muttered. "Did he just…NEVILLE! DON'T YOU DARE!"
But it was too late. Neville, either accidentally or otherwise, had let go of his broom – which continued to fly – and was now hurtling towards the ground. There was a loud noise as Neville smashed into the ground and didn't get up.
Hermione and Harry immediately rushed to his side.
"What the hell?" Harry demanded.
"Worth it," Neville insisted, wincing in pain.
Madame Hooch reached Neville's side. "Broken wrist," she muttered. "It's always the Gryffindors. Come on, boy - it's all right, up you get. None of you is to move while I take this boy to the hospital wing! You leave those brooms where they are or you'll be out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quidditch'. Come on, dear."
Draco waited until she was out of sight for a full ten seconds before he acted. "If that's not an invitation to 'practice' then I don't know what is."
"How about 'while I'm gone, partner up and carefully practice lifting off'?" Daphne deadpanned.
"Your muggle-loving mind tricks won't work on me!" Draco cried.
Daphne rolled her eyes. "You know what? I don't even care."
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