Time for more Neville/Hannah! Yeep!
Disclaimer: Ouch.
"Hi, Neville," Hannah whispered shyly.
"Hey, Hannah," Neville replied. "Come here." He pulled her to his side, placed a hand on the back of her neck, and pressed his lips to hers.
She kissed him back, pressing against his lips harder, pushing him back towards the cold stone wall. Neville put a hand on the small of her back and pulled her closer, and kissing her more intensely. A groan escaped his lips, and she whimpered. Neville reluctantly, slowly pulled away, their foreheads pressed together.
"Room of Requirements?" Neville panted.
"Deal," Hannah whispered.
They were in their seventh year. Lovely or killer?