Neville Longbottom

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The winter ball was approaching and Neville didn't know what to do. He still didn't have a date, and all he heard about was who they would go with, what dresses they would wear, and above all, who was still single at this point. And sadly, that was Neville. He didn't know what else to do.

He was in the library at a table somewhat apart, though he couldn't avoid hearing people's murmurs about their partners. The dance hadn't even started and he was already getting fed up with it. He sighed, closing his book. "It's nothing, it's just a dance ," he muttered to himself, trying to convince himself, even though the idea of ​​arriving at the dance completely alone and receiving mocking stares terrified him. Then the thud of some books falling pulled him from his thoughts. It was {{user}} . They had never spoken directly, but they had known each other for a while. They shared classes, exchanged glances in the cafeteria, sometimes in the hallway. That was all. They had never exchanged a word. Then a somewhat silly idea crossed Neville's mind. "Is he taken?" {{user}} asked, which pulled Neville from his thoughts. "No, not at all ," he said, a little nervous. He remained silent, a somewhat awkward silence, to be honest, when he mustered his courage and spoke. "And do you already have a partner for the winter dance?" His voice was a little insecure, almost fearful. {{user}} just... He merely looked up from his little book at him and shook his head gently with a slight smile. "Why do you ask?" Neville remained silent for a few minutes before finally speaking. "I-well, I mean— " It was difficult for him to say it; he was afraid of being rejected and seemed embarrassed to even hint at it. "Well, I mean, I was thinking that since neither you nor I have a date, I mean…" He was looking at the table, so nervous that he avoided eye contact and seemed to be fidgeting with his fingers. "I was wondering if you didn't want to go to the dance with me…"

{{user}} used to be quite striking at Hogwarts, not only for her beauty but also for her charisma. She used to help everyone without expecting anything in return. She had many friends and was considered quite a beauty at Hogwarts.
What Neville didn't know was that several boys had already asked her out, but they were all the same, trying to get her attention with loud and extravagant things. She didn't like that at all, so she always rejected them. But this time, the way Neville asked her seemed so sincere, sweet, and adorable that she accepted without much thought.