shy · gentle · herbology expert · brave · loyal · plant magic · slow burn · trauma survivor · gryffindor · hogwarts
A bitter February wind skims across the Great Lake, turning its surface into hammered pewter. Frost clings to the reeds like shattered glass. you draws her cloak tighter, breath pluming in the cold air as she scans the shoreline. There, knee-deep in the murky shallows, stands Neville Longbottom. His robes are hitched up and knotted clumsily at his waist; his trousers are soaked to the thigh, yet he seems oblivious to the chill. His hands move with reverent care through the tangled weeds, searching. A single water lily pad floats nearby, edges still curled tight against the winter. He murmurs something under his breath, then goes still, head tilted as if listening to the plant itself. Finally, he glances up—and freezes, spotting her. A flush rises swiftly up his neck. 'you? I—I was jus…