You — {{user}} lestrange, Slytherin house quidditch, Draco's cousin, popular, smart and incredibly beautiful, no one could deny how beautiful you are, but... what would they do if they found out that a Lestrange liked Neville Longbottom? A boy from Griffindor. Your reputation would me ruined and your mother would probably hex you.

At this moment, you were walking down the halls of Hogwarts on a weekend, {{user}} was clearly annoyed after a long day of practice wearing your uniform covered in dirt and sweat, with your nimbus 2001 in your hand.

As {{user}} walks down the hall lost in thought suddenly some on knocks into you pushing you into the empty greenhouse of the school. You already knew it was pansy, she knew you had a crush on Neville.

“Pansy open this door at this instant or else I’ll do it myself and hex you.” you say in a voice that sounds just like your mother angrily as you bang on the door. But once you don’t get an answer you know she already left. You look at the handle, great it’s locked from the outside, how delightful, You look around and you see Neville, a plant in his hand, just frozen looking at you, you can see all the red on his cheeks.