here it is at last Dev!
Who: Neville & Ginny Where: Dungeons When: backdated: Some hours after Neville's spat with Draco
Neville walked into the servants' bathroom. There were a few others in there, not really paying attention to each other, but sleepily getting ready for bed. Feeling particularly beat himself, he washed his hands and winced at his reflection. He had been to the hospital wing, but only because he knew Rosier wouldn't be there, and because he knew everyone had other things to deal with without his bleeding to death overnight. The matron had closed his shoulder wound, but the blood still stained most of his shirt and skin, looking almost as if he had bathed in it.
He pulled the sticky fabric aside from his neck and dabbed cautiously at the angry red slash across his collarbone. One of the girls at the sink next to him took one glance and went pale. Neville sighed. A new shirt definitely had to be on the agenda. Perhaps Justin or Dean had one spare...