DISCLAIMER: I don�t own any of the characters in this story, Josh Groban, or �You Raise Me Up�
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary
When troubles come and my heart burdened be
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence
Until you come and sit a while with me
Neville Longbottom, a sixth year Gryffindor, walked into his common room with a swollen bloody nose and a black eye. He�d come in like this most days, so everybody was pretty used to it by now. The typical response from his peers when he walked in like this was a look of pity and a head shake. Nobody came over to him and asked how he felt anymore. They didn�t want to deal with Draco Malfoy or his brainless minions. Everyday this happened Neville would walk into the common room, he was too embarrassed to go to the hospital wing after a bed was specially made up for him, and he�d go sit in the dark corner of the room to do his school work. Or so he claimed when asked.

What Neville didn�t know was that someone did care. He knew she�d come over to him whenever he was in this corner. But she was just one of his friend�s little sisters, so it didn�t mean anything to him. That�s what he told himself, but she was all he had, and it meant the world to him when she�d show up and help him out. He just assumed she was doing it to get on Ron and Harry�s good side.

When Ginny, a fifth year, walked down from the girl�s dorms, she saw Neville and walked over to him. �What happened?�

�Oh, the usual, Draco decided to be a jerk and mess with me when nobody was around.�

�Well, he�s just a stupid bully.� She said while putting her arm around his waist and helping him up. �Come on, let�s go up to your room and talk.�

Neville smiled and together they walked up to the sixth-year boy�s room.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas
I am strong, when I am on your shoulder
You raise me up...to more than I can be
When they got to the room it was empty, as it usually was this time of day.

�So,� Ginny said as she shut the door. �Why don�t you tell me exactly what happened.�

Neville sighed and she came and sat by him on his bed.

�Just the usual, as I said downstairs. Potions let out; I had to stay after; Draco, Crabbe, and Goyal beat the tar out of me once I finished cleaning up the dungeons.�

Ginny smiled at him and uttered a quick spell erasing the black eye from his face and stopping the blood from flowing out of his nose. The swelling also went down tremendously.

�Thanks Ginny!� Neville said as he felt his nose.
�You�re welcome, and I�d do it again.� She put her wand away in her robe pocket.

�You know you don�t have to be here, you can go hang-out with your friends or something.�

�It�s okay, I�d rather be up here helping you then discussing who�s the cutest guy in the school right now.� She smiled at him. They both sat in silence for a few seconds when Ginny started talking again, only this time her voice was a little shrill, �Hey! Are you implying that we�re not friends?�

Neville�s eyebrows raised at the comment, he�d always liked Ginny, but never thought about her as his friend. �You�re my friend?� He whispered without really meaning that question to be said out loud.

�Duh! Neville, you really are hopeless!"
He put his head down into his hands and Ginny grabbed his chin and pulled his face back up.

�Never be ashamed of who you are. You are the best damn Neville Longbottom this world�s got, in my opinion.�

Neville let out a little laugh at the comment and blushed slightly. �Thanks Ginny, you are a great friend. The only one who seems to really care actually.�

�That�s not true, everyone else cares. They just can�t handle you or your greatness at this point in their life. They�re all too immature.�

Neville beamed at that and shook his head a little. �You really are something Ginny. Thanks for putting up with me.�

�My pleasure!� She responded. �I�m going to let you get back to your schoolwork now.� She kissed him on the cheek and walked out of his room.
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