Author's note: This is my first NevillexLuna Fic. I would enjoy constructive critisism. :) Thank you. Please reveiw.
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I continued to watch the flames even as my eyes started to burn. I fet tears fall down my face. I ignored them.
"Luna, we've done all we can."
I turned to him calmly. "There must be something we can do."
He shook his head and I gasped, "Neville! You're hurt!"
"It's just a stratch, honest!" he protested, looking away. I grabbed hold of his wrist and pulled him closer. As I padded the gash across his forehead with my sleeve, our eyes met.
"Sorry." I apologized. "My wand was broken."
He shrugged quietly. I took his wand from his hand carefully and gently tapped it next to the wound. It shrunk to scratch size.
Our eyes waltzed together as he took his wand back. I stood on tiptoe and pecked a kiss on his lips.
"What'd you do that for?" He gasped, turning a brilliant shade of red.
"I like you, Neville." I said quietly, meeting his eyes. "And your head isn't full of Wrackspurts. At least, not too many."
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or themes. :)