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Any similarity with reality (or other fic) is coincidence.
=II:Prelude=
He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned slowly, seeing nothing. Being on the dark made it with the eyes. Then he heard a soft whisper.
"So what are you doing here?"
"I...I was jus watching"
"You didn't want to dance?"
"No... The girl I came with found someone she likes better-- and it's not like I am a great dancer or anything..." he stretched his head "And you?"
"Right now my date is with other..." silence "I can't believe I fancied him 'till the beginning of this dance..." tears fell from her eyes, he could not see it but felt the need to touch her so brought his hand to her cheek.
"He must be very idiot" and it happened she came closer and kissed him. It was not stellar, or passionate, tongues did not rolled in one another but it was tender and soft. His lips had never touched other lips before, so feeling warmth he pressed his mouth more to hers. Then it was over.
"So--" he said his mind blank.
"I...I must go" the girl said very shy.
"You could stay" he said tentative.
"No...I'll just go to bed" he heard her stepping away "Goodbye, Neville" And he finally notice he did not know whom she was.
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Pansy Parkinson runed to her room. thanks goods it was empty. that kiss had been better than what she had with Draco before the ball. The days that followed left her soft as Millicent said, she had never liked that girl but she still got back her pug-like face and bully self. She would never taunt Neville again.
The months passed by and he still had not one clue of the mysterious girl but he kept dreaming it was Parkinson and that irritated him, it was obvious it wasn't.
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During 5th year she was surprised becoming a prefect and saw Longbottom get stronger and confident. And she had to tell herself she was falling for the boy and she could never speak with him again. Shame, what she felt was much stronger than what she had for Malfoy and she could not stop looking every day less stiff and being more pleasant.
5th year came to him and brought no news. He was starting to put it as second priority. He had OWLs to pass, DA meetings to attend and a whole lot of other things to do. In the end of the year there was the ministry break in and his wand's incident.
Summer was not going to be peaceful there was the coming war and Gran's fury to deal with.
¨°·.,,.·¨°·.,,.·¨
A/N: Some people may find my chapters small but that's life for u, sorry, i was being rude. It`s just that writing long chapters bore me..
Any similarity with reality (or other fic) is coincidence.
=II:Prelude=
He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned slowly, seeing nothing. Being on the dark made it with the eyes. Then he heard a soft whisper.
"So what are you doing here?"
"I...I was jus watching"
"You didn't want to dance?"
"No... The girl I came with found someone she likes better-- and it's not like I am a great dancer or anything..." he stretched his head "And you?"
"Right now my date is with other..." silence "I can't believe I fancied him 'till the beginning of this dance..." tears fell from her eyes, he could not see it but felt the need to touch her so brought his hand to her cheek.
"He must be very idiot" and it happened she came closer and kissed him. It was not stellar, or passionate, tongues did not rolled in one another but it was tender and soft. His lips had never touched other lips before, so feeling warmth he pressed his mouth more to hers. Then it was over.
"So--" he said his mind blank.
"I...I must go" the girl said very shy.
"You could stay" he said tentative.
"No...I'll just go to bed" he heard her stepping away "Goodbye, Neville" And he finally notice he did not know whom she was.
¨°·.,,.·¨°·.,,.·¨
Pansy Parkinson runed to her room. thanks goods it was empty. that kiss had been better than what she had with Draco before the ball. The days that followed left her soft as Millicent said, she had never liked that girl but she still got back her pug-like face and bully self. She would never taunt Neville again.
The months passed by and he still had not one clue of the mysterious girl but he kept dreaming it was Parkinson and that irritated him, it was obvious it wasn't.
¨°·.,,.·¨°·.,,.·¨
During 5th year she was surprised becoming a prefect and saw Longbottom get stronger and confident. And she had to tell herself she was falling for the boy and she could never speak with him again. Shame, what she felt was much stronger than what she had for Malfoy and she could not stop looking every day less stiff and being more pleasant.
5th year came to him and brought no news. He was starting to put it as second priority. He had OWLs to pass, DA meetings to attend and a whole lot of other things to do. In the end of the year there was the ministry break in and his wand's incident.
Summer was not going to be peaceful there was the coming war and Gran's fury to deal with.
¨°·.,,.·¨°·.,,.·¨
A/N: Some people may find my chapters small but that's life for u, sorry, i was being rude. It`s just that writing long chapters bore me..