Neville ran through a corridor shouting Luna's name. He had to find her. They both could be dead by dawn, and he wanted to tell her how he felt. It didn't matter if she didn't feel the same way back. Carpe Diem, right? More like, seize the moment. He saw a blur of blonde hair rush by the end of the corridor and he ran faster, waving his arms over his head wildly, and finally caught up to her. "Luna.. Lu-", he was red in the face and trying to catch his breath. Luna tilted her head, and looked at him with those wide eyes that he loved so much. "I'm mad about you too, Neville" And she gave him a quick peck on the lips and pointed her wand to a death eater behind him. "Expelliarmus!" Neville was still in awe and he turned around, hexed the death eater, starting off another duel. No matter what happened next, he was glad he had Luna by his side.