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A Little Bit of Love

"You used to date a guy?"

Neville raised an eyebrow at the question. "Yes," he replied slowly. "His name is Dean. I also used to date a woman named Luna. Not at the same time, though."

This date wasn't going according to plan. The woman was sweet, but he tended to run into this problem with pure-bloods. They just couldn't grasp the concept that he liked more than one gender. How on earth was that so confusing to understand?

"If you'll excuse me for one moment," his date stuttered. "I'm just— I'm just going to powder my nose."

And there it was: the moment he had unfortunately been preparing for and anticipating. He plastered a smile on his face. She wasn't even trying to hide the fact that she was gathering her things.

"Of course," he muttered. Then he was abandoned.

Well, he was alone for all of two seconds anyway.

"Finally! She's gone! Merlin, she was a real bitch."

Neville looked up to find himself face-to-face with a grinning Blaise Zabini. Daphne Greengrass was standing next to him, an exasperated expression on her face.

"Blaise, stop it. You're going to scare him," she said, taking his former date's seat across the table. "And we haven't even got to the scary part yet."

"Don't worry, Daph! He's a Gryffindor," Blaise responded. He pulled up an extra chair and sat down. "He'll be fine."

"Hello, Daphne," Neville replied wryly. "Hello, Blaise. Are you going to get straight to the point, or are you going to keep talking in circles?"

Daphne snorted. "I like him, Blaise," she said, a cheeky smile on her face. "Can we keep him?"

"That's the idea," he said. He turned his attention to Neville. "And straight has nothing to do with this. We'll jump right in though, if that's what you want. We overheard you talking to your rather rude date, and how you didn't date Thomas or Lovegood at the same time. Our question is: would you be opposed to it? But with us, not your exes. Obviously."

Neville raised his eyebrows. That wasn't what he had been expecting!

"What Blaise here meant to also say," Daphne added, her voice growing soft, "is that we both have liked you for a while. I mean, how could we not? You are very attractive, Neville."

He blushed. Daphne's eyes seemed to sparkle. Blaise grinned, and Neville thought that they were both so beautiful. They were also surprisingly kind—especially for Slytherins. Then again, out of everyone, he should know that he should leave his expectations at the door.

"So what do you say?"

What do I say? He only had to think of it for a second because in that moment, Daphne looked worried, even though she tried to hide it. Blaise reached out and took her hand without taking his eyes off Neville. What did he say?

Neville grinned.


Prompt (Thirty Days of the Gays [challenge] — Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges): Bisexual! Poly! Neville, Daphne, and Blaise

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