Neville was walking to Herbology while talking with Claire. He was sputtering out fact after fact about plants, trying to impress her. She was oblivious, correcting him when he got on to mandrakes. He couldn't take it. She NEVER noticed him, not once. He made an excuse and walked ahead, he needed to clear his head before he could talk to her again. During Herbology though, he stared at her, looking down or away when she looked towards him. That didn't last too long, they were paired in different groups and he was forced to pay all of his attention to the assignment. But before long, the lunch bell rang and the students in the class shuffled out of the greenhouse. Although he'd been near the exit, Neville had waited for her. Not noticing him, She walked right by and his face fell. She continued to walk, alone, so he tried to catch up to her but then he heard her mumbling. Mumbling? He listened closer and heard a melody. She was singing to herself. It sounded foreign, from the muggle world, but then he remembered the song: Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol. He'd heard that song a long time ago when he had visited a muggle friend he had met. He loved that song. And he hoped she was thinking of him while singing it. He didn't know it but she was, she was thinking of him.