A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Word count: 802

It was Tuesday. Tuesday was the day the second hand shop on High Street got new items in. Tuesday was the day Ginny, Neville and Luna visited the muggle clothing shop. It was the day where they didn't talk about magic, didn't talk about the war, and pretended everything was perfect. They walked from the flat the three of them shared. Ginny got to the door first and scampered inside, grabbing the first thing to catch her sparkling brown eyes.

"How does it really look?" Ginny asked, twirling around in a tan leather jacket she'd picked up off a nearby rack. It was hideous, with a long fringe hanging from the bottom. Neville and Luna exchanged a glance debating if they should tell Ginny the truth. Finally Neville opened his mouth.

"Since we're all friends here..."

"Best friends, I would say," Luna added. Neville nodded at her.

"I would say that," he agreed. Ginny rolled her eyes. In other words the tan leather jacket looked horrible on her. She bit back a smirk as she looked over at Luna.

"Lovers maybe?" she asked, giving Luna a huge smile. Luna's face flushed.

"Uh. Time will tell," she stuttered, blushing slightly as Neville watched the two witches. He'd only come shopping with them because, well, he wasn't sure. He liked spending time with the both of them, even when they weren't flirting back and forth, pretending they weren't. He wondered if he'd ever feel that way about someone, if someday, he might find someone that would flirt back and forth with him. He had a feeling that if he did find someone like that, he'd probably not even notice they were flirting until they'd grown frustrated with him and left.

"What about you, Neville," Ginny asked, batting her eye lashes at him. "Ever think of you and me together?" she laughed. He shook his head quickly. There was no way a girl like Ginny Weasley would be interested in a boy like him. They had nothing in common, other than the fact they were both at every single Harpies game. Ginny playing and Neville there to cheer her on. Luna usually came too in an outrageous hat. It only made things more exciting, she claimed.

"I... I think you'd look good in this," he stammered, grabbing the nearest garment and holding it out. Luna and Ginny burst out laughing and Neville looked down at what he was holding. It was the same tan jacket Ginny had just put back on the rack.

"I'll take that as a yes to the jacket then," she said, laughing as she slid it back on. It was still hideous, but suddenly for some reason, on Ginny, it looked amazing. Luna nodded, grabbing Neville's hand and leading him to the men's department of the shop. Ginny grabbed a mustard colored scarf from a nearby display and wrapped it around her neck as she walked.

"Your turn, Neville!" Luna squealed happily, rummaging through the racks in search of the perfect thing for Neville. Ginny joined her after a moment finding a paisley shirt. She held it up to get Luna and Neville's attention.

"What about this?"

"Ohh, I like it! The blue will really bring out your eyes, Neville," she stated, handing it to him. He took it wordlessly, entered the dressing room, and stepped out wearing the shirt. Luna and Ginny looked him up and down, nodding. He turned and caught his reflection in the mirror. The shirt did bring out his eyes. He could see Ginny and Luna standing behind him watching him.

"I agree, that just leaves you, Luna," he said, changing back into his own shirt.

"Find me the perfect thing, Neville," Luna teased as she watched Neville and Ginny combing the racks. Finally Neville held up a pair of pink jeans. Luna blinked, but tried them on, as was the rules of the game. Surprisingly, they fit perfectly. She stepped out and twirled for her friends, her more the friends, and giggled as they oohed and ahhed over them.

"I guess that's everything then?" she asked. Neville and Ginny nodded, taking one last look around to make sure there was nothing else at the second hand shop that was catching their attention.

"Looks like, hey, Luna, Ginny, why don't you just go home and I'll grab us something for lunch?" Neville suggested as they walked to the counter to pay for their items.

"Sure, just not Thai again," Ginny answered. Luna nodded.

"Sounds good, we'll see you there," she said, as they paid and started parting ways. Luna leaned over and gave Neville a quick peck on the cheek. He blushed brightly as he watched the two witches he lived with, maybe loved, walk back towards their home. Maybe he wasn't so clueless after all.