GREEN -
Neville was not, contrary to popular belief, a stupid boy. He had never been a stupid boy, just one that needed guidance and wasn't getting it. In fact, he was rather smart. Especially when it came to matters of how he felt and what he thought; even if it was much harder for him to voice those things aloud.
On top of that, he'd been suspecting this for years. Since fourth year, actually, during a very embarressing sequance of events that involved Percy Weasley and the giant squid. He didn't think about the exact event that brought it all out in the open very often but what he'd learend that day...He thought about all the time. Always at the back of his mind, making him doubt himself even more then he already did.
Oh, he himself didn't mind it. Neville was an open boy and he figure that if he happened to prefer blokes to gals, well, that was just that. Nothing was wrong with loving who you loved, regardless of gender.
His Gran, on the other hand, was not so accepting. She not only expected and heir to the Longbottom name by the time he was twenty three but also openly abhorred anyone that was not strictly straight.
So he'd kept his mouth shut to everyone, just to be on the safe side.
Now, during winter of his Eight and final year at Hogwarts, he was given a problem. This problem was something that he'd never expected, still couldn't wrap his head around, even down right scared him.
This problem was the pang of jealousy he felt towards Daphne whenever she spent time with, or even looked at, Draco.