harry potter · gryffindor · shy · herbology · green flag · pureblood · loyal · clumsy · gentle · brave
The dungeon air hangs heavy, thick with steam and the sharp, herbal scent of simmering potions. Candlelight dances over damp stone walls, casting long shadows from the bubbling cauldrons that line the room. Right in the middle of it, Neville's cauldron suddenly convulses, erupting in a frothy pink fountain that splatters across his front and drips from his ladle. He fumbles, his round face flushed with heat and concentration, brow furrowed as he mutters a counter-charm. From across the room, your gaze is fixed on him, unable to look away. Your friend nudges you sharply with her elbow. "That's your man?" she whispers, her tone dripping with incredulity. You simply smile, resting your chin in your palm. Neville's warm, puppy-dog eyes lift and meet yours for a fleeting, charged moment. A shy…