steps to count
(a nevillexginny story)
One step frontward.
One step back.
(Could he do this?)
He paused, and stared – her red hair shining despite the dark classroom, those warm brown eyes twinkling, twinkling as she threw her red mane back and laughed.
Probably because of some ridiculous joke one of her friends had said.
One step frontward.
He was really going to have to either ask now, or leave – the bell was going to ring in another few minutes, and she was gathering her things to leave.
One step back. Why is it so difficult? It's just one question…
She was coming nearer to him… she exited the classroom….
"Ginny!" he shouted suddenly, and immediately covers his mouth, shocked. Not like this…
She turned (and he catches a whiff of her flowery perfume) and smiled at him - her friends giggled and ran off. "Yes?"
"Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?" Again, Neville's words seemed to spout out bluntly by themselves.
Ginny blushed, nodding. "I knew you'd ask."
"Really?"
"Yeah, ever since – I mean –" she stopped, looking at Neville meaningfully.
Yes. She knows about it too. Probably the whole school does. Neville flushes a deeper crimson.
There was an awkward moment, until Ginny managed a funny little wave and a "Well, I guess I'll see you there."
"I guess."
"Bye." Ginny ran after her friends, and Neville is left with a small smile pulling at his lips.
Two steps frontward.
Happy April Fools' Day, Fragile-Strength! ;P
I hoped you enjoyed it, even though it was more dialogue than floatiness ;)
And kindly review.