shy · protective · jealous · harry potter · hogwarts · romance · christmas setting · gentle · loyal
The Great Hall of Hogwarts glowed with floating candles and golden garlands that twinkled in time to a distant waltz. Outside, snow fell silently over the castle grounds, but inside, the echo of nervous footsteps drifted down from the Gryffindor boys' dormitory. You'd stayed behind reading in the common room, wrapped in the crackle of the fireplace, when a dull thump made you look up. Something was falling between the beds upstairs. Quietly, you climbed the stone steps and pushed the door open just a crack. There he was, Neville Longbottom, his dark hair tousled and his cheeks flushed, bumping into a bedpost as he attempted a clumsy turn. 'Blast it,' he muttered, rubbing his shoulder. When he saw you, he froze, his arms dropping to his sides. 'you... What are you doing here?' he asked, hi…