Hello! As previously stated, I don't own anything. I NEED POLL VOTERS! PLEASE! Also, it would be great if somebody could further explain to me the definition of beta. What does one do, say, suggest, etc.
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"Neville? Neeeeeviiiiille...?" I heard. It was a really beautiful voice calling my name, like... I can only describe it as a voice like drifting clouds. And to hear this voice calling my name... it was bliss.
"Neville? Neville, are you alright?"
I decided to open my eyes.
I saw those all-too-familiar locks of silvery blonde hair. So, I listened to my primal instincts. I screamed.
Luna Lovegood was unfazed.
"I didn't mean to frighten you."
"Frighten? What are you talking about? You didn't...you didn't frighten me! Psch, I mean, that would be... no, you didn't frighten me!"
Luna stared back.
"You're lying to me."
"No! No, I didn't mean-"
"It's alright Neville. But why did you faint? The Weasley twins dragged you over to me and told me that you fainted. Before I could turn around and ask why... they were gone."
I muttered under my breath.
"What was that?" came that wonderful voice again.
"Oh, nothing."
All of a sudden, I saw the twins behind her, mouthing to me. Ask her out! Ask her out! The words rang in my ears as if the twins had screamed them right next to me. I had to pucker up my courage.
I'm a Gryffindor, aren't I? asked my Esteem. But then my Anti-Esteem joined the conversation.
She's beautiful! She's smart! She's LUNA LOVEGOOD! You're you.
My esteem jumped right back in. They sounded too much like Fred and George for my liking.
CONFIDENCE! CONFIDENCE!
"Neville? Neville, are you sure you're okay?"
"What? Oh yeah, I'm fine!"
"You may be fine, but sadly, your books aren't." said those big, earnest eyes... snap out of it!
Luna pulled out a muddy, ripped-up Charms book.
"Oh no! That was my last extra! How did that happen?"
"Draco Malfoy came over and saw you. He saw me too, and called me very mean names. He got a hold of your Charms book... I don't think that it survived the encounter."
"Oh, Professor Flitwick is going to be so mad... wait, Malfoy was teasing you? What names did he call you? Luna, tell me everything!"
"Oh, I don't mind terribly. He called my Loony Lovegood, the wack-job of a Ravenclaw."
My hands balled up into fists. How dare he! How could he insult the most wonderful girl in the world?
"But it's okay really, Neville. It's honestly fine. I could tell that he has many insecurities. He takes it out on other people. I suspect that the Nafracs are affecting his judgment."
"Oh. The Nafracs."
"Yes, the Nafracs."
"Okay then."
"Oh, and Neville?"
Her wondrous voice saying my name sent chills up my spine.
"Yes, Luna?"
"You could sit next to me in Charms. That way you can look on in my book."
"Really Luna? Thanks!"
"Oh, it's no problem, Neville." Luna said, giving me a soft smile, then skipping away, still barefoot.
Neville. She had said my name again.
I am so looking forward to Charms.