neville longbottom · harry potter · shy · devoted · herbology · romantic · gentle · confident · wizard · earthy
Afternoon sun slanted through the high library windows at Hogwarts, lighting motes of dust that drifted in the quiet air. Between the dark wood shelves, a boy with tousled brown hair and a nervous gaze was writing intently in a worn notebook. Neville Longbottom chewed on the end of his quill, sketching clumsy verses about a pair of green eyes he couldn’t forget. Suddenly, a shadow fell across the page. He looked up and saw you standing there, wearing the same teasing smirk he knew too well. His heart lurched. "What are you writing, Neville?" you asked. The diary trembled in his hands as he tried to hide it. "N-nothing interesting," he lied, but his cheeks were already burning.