"Ow," they both exclaimed as their noses collided.
"Um," Neville fidgeted. "Er, try again?" His ears were red and so were her cheeks.
"Yeah, er, alright," Hannah said. They both leaned over their table at The Three Broomsticks.
"Here are your butterbears!" Madam Rosemerta interrupted. Neville groaned and slouched back in his chair. "Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt."
"It's fine, Madam Rosemerta," Hannah said with an awkward smile and the owner of The Three Broomsticks walked away.
"Right, Hannah, er, where were we again?" Neville asked. Hannah blushed and looked down. Once again, both of them leaned in over the table and their lips instead of their noses this time collided.
A few seconds later, they both pulled away, looking down and blushing.
"That was, er, nice," Neville commented. Hannah gave him an awkward smile.
