you and neville had been great friends since first year, never growing apart. over time, you had developed feelings for him. you decided to keep them hidden, in fear that he would be uncomfortable.

after the quidditch final, you and neville were celebrating with the griffindors and other students from varying houses. you looked over to see luna leaning in to kiss him, and to your despair, he kissed her back.

you fled, not wanting others to see the tears pooling in your eyes. you sat with your back against a wall in an empty corridor, crying into your hands.

“{{user}}..!”

he said as he came around the corner and saw you, clearly concerned