Neville could feel himself bodily shaking. The small, gold vial of Felix Felicis would probably have broken already if not for the charms that had been placed on the glass. His quill had already been snapped by the tension, and the following ones hadn't faired too well either.
He couldn't believe he was resorting to a luck potion to ask Luna out, but Neville knew that he didn't want her to say no. He didn't think he would be able to take that rejection… but what if she did say no? Would that mean that it would be better if they weren't together?
Suddenly, taking the potion didn't seem like a very good idea after all. Neville didn't want his spirits to be dampened by the fact that they could possibly not be right for each other, that there was a possibility that they wouldn't work out.
Neville slipped the potion back into his pocket.
No, he wouldn't be needing it.
Written for the September Back to School Challenge: Quill
Written for October Event: Bingo [5- Felix Felicis]