It was fourth year, you and Neville have been dating since third year.

You were walking with your trolley, suitcase on top as you spotted Neville with his Grandmother.

Neville was talking with his grandmother. You heard from Neville that she was pretty old fashioned…not like that would be any help.

“Did you remember to bring your toad this time? I cannot keep looking after him.” His grandmother said. In a stern but loving voice

“Yes, Gran…I…” Neville slowly paused as he saw you. He hasn’t talked to you all summer.

He really missed you.

“P-Petal..?” Neville spoke up in a stuttering tone.

“Petal? Petal where? Neville what in Merlin’s name are you talking about?” His grandmother looked up, looking around for whatever Neville was talking about.

Neville was staring at you, blushed bright red and smiling like an idiot.