CPOV

A few weeks went by after my confession to Neville and everything pretty much went to normal. Except I was angry at myself.

Me and Neville became even closer. He would hug me every chance he got, I think he just wanted to show me he was there for me and I really appreciated it. I started speaking to Hermione more As well. She spoke about Ron, a lot, until I gave her a face and she would abruptly shut up.

During potions I was sat there lost in my own thoughts. Neville told me He, Harry, Hermione and Ginny had been invited to a dinner with Slughorn and asked me if I would wait up for him after, of course I agreed. The more time I spent with Neville the more I felt myself wanting to be him. I pretty much loved everything about him. I just had no idea if he felt the same about me.

I kept thinking about it.

I should have kissed him. Why didn't I? I am such a chicken.

I went to do it then aimed for his neck. His neck of all places. In that split second I was terrified if I did he would push me away. Reject me.

I was going to do it. I just needed to stop feeling so sick every time I even though about it.

That night I sat in the common room working on my potions homework when the guys came back from there dinner, Ginny went straight past me with red eyes. Fighting with Dean again. Hermione stormed through as well. I asked her how it went and she froze in her tracks.

"Well, I told them the story of when my dad got bit and needed 10 stitches."

Ah. "If it helps, when you told me I thought it was really funny." She smiled weakly before running off to bed.

"It was actually kind of funny." I turned to see Neville "Well…not ha ha funny."

He sat down next to me when I suddenly realised what he was wearing "Nice sweater vest Longbottom."

"Har har"

NPOV

I had been a few weeks since after she had almost kissed me, but not really, well I had decided she nearly had. I was going to do this but couldn't ever find the right time. I almost did last week when I was helping her with and she was pressed against me reaching for something. She smelt amazing, but I chickened out like I always do. Not this time.

I grabbed her wrist, before moving over to her, her face inches away from mine. My breathing suddenly slowed down as did my heart rate. I licked my lips but realised my mouth had gone dry, I was terrified I wouldn't be able to speak but managed to form a sentence, though if she was any further away she wouldn't of heard it

"If I …If I kissed you. Would I get a slap?"

Would I get a slap? That's the best I could up with. Way to be smooth Neville.

She stared into my eyes and gently shook her head no.

She was allowing me to do this?

That was it. No backing out now. Merlin's beard.

I lent in gently placing my lips against hers. I moved them slightly before bringing my hand up to the side of her neck moving it towards her collarbone. I was right. It did feel amazing.

I felt her kiss me back.

I could feel her smiling against my mouth and I couldn't help but smile also, this was even better then the millions of times I had imagined it, her lips where incredibly soft and tasted absolutely wonderful, but before I could enjoy it more we both heard a sound from behind us and broke apart just as Harry walked in.

"Uh, hey guys."

Cathy greeted him with a smile while I just sat there looking a bit flustered. "Hey harry, so how was it?" she asked still smiling warmly.

"Yeah, good. What you doing down here so late?"

"Neville was just helping me with some work."

She looked over at me but I couldn't speak, just gave a small wave to harry before slouching down.

She flashed harry another brilliant smile. "Well. Night!"

"Yeah, Night. You too Neville." and with that he sped up the stairs.

After Harry went me and Cathy sat in silence, I couldn't believe I had actually kissed her, let alone the fact she had allowed me to. My heart was racing and I could feel the blood rushing to my face

We just sat there until I broke the silence.

"So..."

"Yeah."

"You won't believe how long I've actually wanted to do that."

"Ditto."

I gave her a small half smile before scooting back over, placing my hand at the back of her neck bringing her in for another kiss. This time it was more relaxed, it was soft and really sweet and made my heart skip.

I gently stroked her neck, I absolutely loved this and wanted it to go on forever but I knew it would have to end eventually.

"Uh, Neville"

I continued placing gently kisses against her lips as she continued to talk.

"I think we should go to bed now Longbottom."

"We can't"

She looked so confused right now.

"Why not?"

I brought a hand up brushing her fringe out of the way before planting another kiss against the corner of her eye. "I'm afraid if I move from this spot right now I'll wake up. Whenever it gets really good I always wake up."

She placed her hand on the side of my neck before bringing me in for a kiss. This one was long, probably because she was trying to distract me from the pain now occurring in my neck.

"OW! What did you do?"

"I pinched you.

"Apparently. Why exactly?"

"Did you wake up?"

"No. I guess not."

"Well then, this isn't a dream is it?"

I rubbed my neck and huffed slightly. "I guess…that actually really hurt though."

She leaned down kissing me on the exact spot where she had inflicted the damage, I was sure it had gone a bright red, matching my face. As soon as I felt her lips against my flesh I stiffened.

"Better?"

"Uh...no...I mean..."

She placed another long kiss against my throat before standing up, dusting off her skirt.

"Bed now Longbottom." She started making her way towards the girls staircase when I quickly jumped off the sofa and grabbed her arms turning her towards me. "So…does this mean…that we're now dating?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Hmm. I don't know. I mean, do I really want a boyfriend who wears sweater vests? Even if I do find him really funny and extremely handsome."

"Extremely handsome?"

"Extremely."

"Would that go as far as to say,uh…"

"What?"

I furrowed my brow. "….sexy?" Apparently knowing someone really liked me gave me a massive confidence boost.

"Maybe." She smiled leaning up to capture my lips with her own. "Night Longbottom."

"Night."

I could hear laughing as I ran up the steps tripping on the way.

Smooth Neville. Real Smooth.