Inescapable | Drarry + Bleville ✔︎

Chapter 43

Neville's POV:

They had slowly began rebuilding Hogwarts, but not very quickly. Due to the trauma they all experienced, Headmistress McGonagall insisted they take times to themselves and finish the castle later.

He had went to see his grandmother and spend time with her. For the first time ever, she had grabbed onto him and hugged him tight. She cried and cried into his shoulder and told him how worried she was.

He didn't tell her about his relationship with Blaise for many reasons, one of them being he just didn't think it was the time. The other being that he was terrified to tell her. What would he even say if he was asked if he was gay? He doesn't even know the answer to that question. To be perfectly honest, the only person he ever had feelings for was Blaise. Not even once did he think of anyone else or even consider dating anyone else. So, what was he exactly? He didn't think he was gay, but he for sure wasn't straight either. It's not like he wouldn't be open to dating anyone, but the thing is, he hasn't seen anyone that he's liked ever. Only Blaise. That's what confused him the most. But all of those thoughts seemed to dissappear when he was with Blaise. Everything seemed to go away with Blaise. Everything except him and Blaise.

He was back at Hogwarts, eating lunch with all the seventh years that came back along with Ginny and Luna. Blaise sat beside him and chatted with Ginny about Quidditch. Blaise cleaned his plate and laid it beside him. He nodded along with what Ginny was saying and leaned towards Neville with his arm out, laying it right across his shoulders. Neville blushed and continued to eat, even as his heart beat like mad and he could barely focus on anything let alone his food.

He then noticed, due to his inability to calm his nerves, that he had left his bracelet at home. How many more times would he do this? However, this type of nervousness was much nicer than what he usually felt.

The talking between Ginny and Blaise had stopped when Harry came towards their group and sat down.

"Where the bloody hell is Draco?" Blaise asks angrily.

"He didn't want to come. I'm going to take him some food though and make sure he eats it." Harry says, grabbing a tray and walking over to the table of food.

"He's really worrying me." Blaise says.

"M-ma-maybe... Maybe we c-can co-convince him to come t-tomorrow." Neville stutters, his face turning warmer with each word he says.

Blaise gives him a warm smile and squeezes his arm, he guesses as a way to comfort him. What Blaise doesn't understand is that it only makes it worse. But, again, a part of him doesn't mind it.

"Maybe... I definitely could try." Blaise says, "Oh, uh, Neville I need to ask you something." Blaise mutters to him.

"Y-yeah. What is i-it?" Neville asks softly.

"Maybe we should, uh, talk somewhere else." Blaise mutters. Neville nods at him and stands up. Blaise grabs hold of his hand, which makes his heart flutter in delight, and takes him away from their peers.

"So... Uh, now that we're officially dating... I uh..." Blaise rubs the back of his neck and glances at the floor, "I thought we could go out together somewhere. I haven't really planned anything yet but uh... would you want to?" He winces slightly and waits for Neville's response.

"A... Is t-this a d-date?" Neville asks, feeling his face heat up once more.

"Yes! It's a date... I am asking you on a date." Blaise chuckles nervously and Neville can't help but smile. Seeing Blaise act as nervous as he does made him melt inside. He always thought of Blaise as this cool guy who never felt anxious and always walked around in elegance and poise. The more he's around him, the more he realizes that isn't the case, which only makes Blaise much more appealing. He let his guard down with Neville, and that meant much more to Neville than he'd ever be willing to admit.