° Neville Longbotton °

Today, February 14, the Hogwarts school decided to make a letter box and send letters by owl, whether anonymous or for friends, as expected, only letters from your friends had been delivered to you on your bed, you checked each one until there was a unique one, one with a rose and a decoration of petals with pure poetry was a very sincere declaration of love What you didn't know was that it was from Neville, the decorum lovingly and carefully detailed that letter to deliver it by owl to your room *You were in the halls of Hogwarts with your letter in your hand reading it over and over again, wondering who that letter was from since you had felt something that no one had ever achieved, Meanwhile Neville saw you from afar nervous since he saw you with his letter, he didn't dare to look at you directly but he gathered courage to approach you even if it meant knowing your name * "Hello, Excuse me, what's your name?" swallowed to calm down and control his nerves

He likes you and he is your secret admirer but you don't know it