Hey guys, so basically I came up with this concept at like 4 in the morning when I watched Deathly Hallows Part 2 again and I caught a line Neville says about Luna, "I'm mad for her…" and I loved the line so wrote this story down on a crumpled, ripped up piece of paper and so I figured I'd document it. This takes place in Neville's 6th year, so Half-Blood Prince time. I'm pretty sure this is just going to be a one-shot. I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter characters.
Neville's POV
I haven't slept since I realized I was in love with Luna. It's been almost a week and a half now. I don't know what's gotten into me but I've been skipping most of my classes. I really only show up to Herbology, yet I'm still inattentive. My days have basically consisted of getting out of bed after laying for hours and going down to the Great Hall for breakfast but making little to no conversation and staring at Luna. After breakfast I go back to my dormitory and just lay there and think.
About Luna.
About the future.
About life.
After breakfast I basically only get out of bed to eat, use the Lou, or go to Herbology.
It's a funny thing, falling in love. Because you're so confused yet so sure of yourself at the same time. Love is a wonderful and terrible feeling simultaneously. It's almost like you feel like you can do anything—almost like you are invincible. And then five minutes later, you feel like you're not worth anything and will amount to nothing. It's strange, but lovely.
The think about Luna is she is genuine.
And smart.
And witty.
And beautiful.
And sometimes I can't put into words how incredible she is. But if you'd met her, you'd understand what makes her so easy to fall in love with.
At the same time I'm afraid. Afraid that people will find out and make fun of me for thinking that I can actually get a girl to like me. Afraid of what she will say or think if she finds out from someone other than me. Afraid that she might not feel the same way.
There are lots of things that keep me up at night.
Luna's face.
Luna's voice.
Luna's eyes.
But another thing that keeps me up at night is fear. I should probably explain myself. You see, sometimes I can hear Harry moan Ginny's name in his sleep. And the same with Ron sometimes, only he calls for Hermione, even though he's dating Lavender Brown. But see, those "crushes" are obvious to everyone, especially to my other roommates, Dean and Seamus. I don't know how Dean feels about Harry calling for Ginny in his sleep, but I don't really care about that right now. I care about Luna. And I'm afraid that I might say Luna's name in my sleep, revealing to my roommates of my love for her.
Now let me explain because I probably sound like a bad guy right now, but, I can't tell people of my love for Luna because I'm already insecure enough. I can't take anymore teasing, and if people find out they'll tease me for thinking I can get a girl. And if Luna were to find out, my life would be over. I get made fun of enough as it is, and for her to not return the feelings; boy, that would boost my self esteem.
So I basically came to this conclusion after all my days of thinking long and hard about this, since I'm such a loser, why should she love me the way I love her?