Chapter 39

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   By the time we got home, it was lunch time. Gran said she was going out to meet up with a friend, so that left us to make our own lunch.

"We could just make sandwiches. That way, we won't burn the house down." Neville offered.

"We wouldn't burn the house down, but I can agree to sandwiches." I said with a laugh.

   Neville helped me find everything, not that we needed much. I, being a fairly picky eater, only had ham and turkey on my sandwich. Neville, on the other hand, did the exact opposite. We talked while we ate, sitting on the counter. Gran would probably have a fit if she saw us. Oh well. After we finished eating, we cleaned up our mess. 

"What should we do now?" I asked, leaning against the counter.

   Neville shrugged, smiling down at me. 

"I swear, everyone's going to be taller than me this year." I sighed.

"Nah, I don't think Seamus will grow anymore. You'll still be taller than him." Neville said jokingly.

"Wow, thanks. I'll be taller than the leprechaun. Yay!" I said sarcastically.

"That's better than being shorter than the leprechaun." He offered, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"I guess." I laughed, leaning up to kiss him.

   Neville smiled into the kiss, resting his hands on my waist as my arms went around his neck.

"You're my shorty." Neville teased when we pulled away. 

"Yeah, sadly, I am." I said, rolling my eye jokingly at my boyfriend.

"You love me."

"Of course I do." I said, pecking him on the lips.

"We should go to the park and play football." He said after I pulled away.

"Ok." I shrugged.

   I guess we're going to go and play football.

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