Ginny gave Neville a gentle kiss on the cheek, and whispered some caring words to him. Harry had just - left them! She almost felt angry at him for leaving when Neville needed them most. Especially when Harry could relate to him most. Ginny stayed for almost 2 hours with him, crying and whispering and hugging. Finally, she took his hand and stood up.
"Nevvie, You should go to the bathroom and dab your face with cold water so that the redness goes away. Oh - and then go back to your dormitory and try to get some sleep. Kids should be coming back from the dance soon, and if you don't want them to see you, well..."
She trailed off, lost in thought. She hadn't called him "Nevvie" since that very short period of time when they were going out. Suddenly, she looked into his big, wet eyes, and was over come with love for him. He was so sweet, innocent, helpless.
"Wait! Neville!" She ran towards him, and threw her arms around him. Their mouths met, and slowly melted into each other. It was a glorious kiss for both of them, and they BOTH enjoyed it. Ginny's hands squeezed Neville's back, and he ran his fingers in circles around her waist. They both released the tension they had felt for years, in this brewing cauldron of lust. Abruptly, Ginny pulled away. They both looked into each other's eyes, sensing that what they had just done was terribly wrong. Without any words, they started to step away from each other, and at the same time, they turned around to warn the other:
"Don't tell Harry!"
"Nevvie, You should go to the bathroom and dab your face with cold water so that the redness goes away. Oh - and then go back to your dormitory and try to get some sleep. Kids should be coming back from the dance soon, and if you don't want them to see you, well..."
She trailed off, lost in thought. She hadn't called him "Nevvie" since that very short period of time when they were going out. Suddenly, she looked into his big, wet eyes, and was over come with love for him. He was so sweet, innocent, helpless.
"Wait! Neville!" She ran towards him, and threw her arms around him. Their mouths met, and slowly melted into each other. It was a glorious kiss for both of them, and they BOTH enjoyed it. Ginny's hands squeezed Neville's back, and he ran his fingers in circles around her waist. They both released the tension they had felt for years, in this brewing cauldron of lust. Abruptly, Ginny pulled away. They both looked into each other's eyes, sensing that what they had just done was terribly wrong. Without any words, they started to step away from each other, and at the same time, they turned around to warn the other:
"Don't tell Harry!"