A/N: Chapter 36. Pairing: Neville/Hannah, prompt: glass
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter - if I did, a lot of people wouldn't be dead...
Glass
The glass smashed on the floor, a thousand glittering pieces reflecting his face back to her.
She hadn't meant to drop it, but his sudden kiss had startled her. She'd always been nervous around him.
She looked at him in the glass, so sweet, so trusting, and chided herself. He had to be just as nervous as she was, and had risked everything to tell her how he felt.
She closed her eyes for a second, then smiled at him. She closed the space between them and kissed him back.
Only the glass on the floor saw his smile, bright and true.