Chapter 23:
Neville seemed to calm down when Harry started to speak to him. "T-Trevor. His name is Trevor, and my name is Neville, Neville Longbottom," he said, looking around the compartment.
Looking up, Harry gave the girls encouraging smiles, which they seemed to pick up on. Sitting forward, Hannah and Susan both introduced themselves.
Once they had done, Harry smiled and introduced himself, "Pleased to meet you, Neville, my name's Harrison Potter."
Neville spluttered and tried to say something, but no words came out. Deciding to save him, Harry smiled and said, "I know, I know - Boy-Who-Lived and all that rubbish, but really? I'm just Harry."
Susan, who had watched this, laughed, "I see what you mean, Harry. I bet it does get tiring being treated like that all the time."
Neville seemed to shrink in on himself for a moment before he realised they were not laughing at him, sending Harry a hesitant smile.
"Do you have the scar?" Neville asked hesitantly, reminding Harry that Neville was a true Gryffindor. The girls instantly stopped their quiet conversation to look at Harry with interest.
Sighing, Harry moved his fringe and showed them before brushing his hair back into place.
"Does it hurt?" Hannah asked tentatively.
Harry smiled at the girl. "No, not usually. However, sometimes it can ache after I have dreams."
Susan frowned. "Dreams?" she asked.