Harry Potter One-Shots

Neville Longbottom x Reader (Pt. 2)

4th year (during the Triwizard Tournament) {the yule ball} btw this is not a continuation of the last one, just in the same time period, like, thing.  Okay, just read it now.

It's almost Christmas and you are really looking forward to it. This year, since there is the Triwizard Tournament, there is going to be a ball on Christmas eve, called the Yule Ball. The whole Gryffindor house was taught how to dance by Professor McGonagall the week before, and it was good. Ron had to dance with McGonagall, and that was beyond hysterical, it was more funny watching the Weasley Twins mock his same moves on the other side of the room.

It was nice for you because you got to dance with your crush, Neville, only because you were the first two up. You thought of how you glided together, but with a few steps on toes.

But now, your were asking Hermione for help with your History of Magic homework.

"Can you PLEAAAAAAASE help me? I don't understand what it's asking!" She rolled her eyes at you while sitting down on the couch in the common room.

"(Y/N), if you actually paid attention in class, you would understand," you huffed as you sat next to her.

"It's not my fault his class is so boring that it makes me fall asleep!" then Ron walks over and you roll your eyes when he says,

"I thought I was the only person who did that?"

"No, you're not, Ron! That's why I need her help and you're not helping!" Hermione scoffs and you get on your knees and plead.

"PLEAAAAAAASE HERMIONE? I WILL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT THIS WEEKEND IF YOU HELP ME!" You hoped that was enough to get her to help you.

"Ugh, fine (Y/N), I'll help." You were so happy that you jumped up and did a victory dance.

"Why won't you help me, 'Mione?" you stick out your tongue at him.

"Because she likes me better!" you say as you sit next to her and she starts to help you.

(TIME SKIP)

It is later that night and you were in bed waiting for Hermione to get back into bed and you were were thinking about the Yule Ball, hoping someone (Neville), will ask you to the ball. You thought about how you two danced and how it felt as he held onto you confidently.

You must have had a smile on your face because when Hermione came in from the bathroom, she smiled at you and said "Oooooo", but you scoffed and snapped,

"What? Got a problem?" You honestly hated talking about your romantic life, not that it was really romantic. She rolled her eyes and said,

"Oh nothing, but I have a feeling that you were thinking about Neville, am I right?" you scoffed at her again and said,

"No!" you looked at her and looked quickly back at your hands, "Maybe." she came over and sat next to you and poked you.

"Awww, (Y/N)! Are you hoping he asks you?" you blush and nod. You smile and look at Hermione.

"Do you... do you think he will?" She smiled and nodded.

"Of course he will! And if he doesn't, he's missing out!" you hug her and whisper,

"Thank you, 'Mione!" you pull away and ask her innocently, "Are you hoping for Ron to ask you?" She blushed and hit you upside the head with your pillow. You yell out in pain.

"OWWW! What was that for? I was just asking!" She got up violently and jumped on her bed, her back towards you. You got up and put your hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would upset you," you sat across from your friend and asked, "What's wrong?" she sighed and gave in.

"I got asked by someone else, and... I SAID YES!" She blurted out and covered her mouth. You on the other hand, couldn't helps but have your mouth drop. You got all excited and squealed, and asked.

"Oh my gosh, seriously? BY WHO?" She made you be quiet and she replied quietly,

"Viktor Krum..." Your mouth drops open and it stays that way for a long time, and then she closes it for you. "What?"

"Are you talking about the Bulgarian Seeker, Viktor Krum?" You ask. She rolled her eyes.

"Yes. What other Viktor Krum is there?" She moves under her blanket and shoves you off the bed playfully, "It's not that big of a deal. I'm tired, goodnight." You smirk at her and get in your own bed.

"Goodnight," and you slowly drift off into a nice, deep, sleep.

(TIME SKIP)

The next day, after Herbology, you were staying after a little to finish an investigation of the Wit-Sharpening Potion and what Ginger did for it. You heard some footsteps behind you and it is Neville, of course. He comes over and sits down next to you and you smile at him.

"Hey Neville! How are you?" He fiddles his fingers and replies sheepishly,

"G-Good, How a-are you?" You could tell he was nervous about something, but let it slide.

"I'm good too! Just looking at how the Ginger affects how the potion works." He nods and looks at you and asks,

"Hey, (Y/N), can I... ask you something?" You nod and close your book and give your full attention to him. You felt yourself heat up in your cheeks, you've never been this close to Neville before. You tried to hide it as best you could so you could focus on him one hundred percent.

"Yeah, What's up?" He took your hands in his and he asked,

"W-Would you...wouldyouliketogototheballwithme?" You gasp and nod like a crazy person,

"Yes! Yes, of course!" His smiled brightened and so did yours.

"Great!" He stands up and pulls you up with him and he kisses you on the cheek, which makes you blush madly and he walks out. You stood there smiling, and couldn't wait to tell Hermione later.

A/N - Hey guys! Sorry it took so long. Do you guys want me to make a third part to this about her telling Hermione and getting ready and the Yule Ball itself? Just let me know because I want to, but I won't if you don't want me to. Anyway, see you in the next chapter! ~Hailey L.