WHAT DO YOU SEE? ━━ ❝ six years after the war, neville is invited to a party that happens every year in celebration of survival and such. what happens when he see's his long time crush there and true feelings are out in the open for the first time...
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Breathing heavily, he stopped in front of the familiar door of Madame Rosmerita's. Gulping, he pushed the door open slowly. The pub was filled with people, familiar and not.
He spotted Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They had their arms wrapped around each other and were holding kegs of what he presumed to be butterbeer. Scanning the room some more he saw Seamus, Dean, Cho, Katie, Collin, and a few Hogwarts Professor's; Madame's Sprout, McGonagall, and Pomfrey. Mister's Flitwick, Slughorn, and Hagrid.
He smiled, he couldn't believe he was about to miss all of this.
Walking deeper into the pub, Madame Rosmerita's passed him a butterbeer with a smile. He took it and nodded his head, for she was busy, so he didn't want to chat with her too long. Just as he was taking a nice drink, a whisp of Unkempt white-blonde hair passed him. He nearly choked on his butterbeer.
"Neville! You made it mate!" Ron said to him, clapping him on the back. Neville blushed, he could feel his ears turn red.
"Ye-yeah" he said, with his head down. Sneaking a glance, everyone started gathering around him.
"Oh Neville! It's so good to see you!" Hermione said, embracing him in a tight hug. He hugged her back. She pulled away and smiled. "It's been nearly ages since I really saw you! How are you?" She asked. He was just about to answer her when he was interrupted.
"Is it true?" She asked him. He looked at the blue-eyed curious girl with vegetable earrings. "Is it true that you have man eating plants?" He flushed as he was trying to figure out what she was asking. Everyone looked at her in a queer way, as he just blushed.
"Um.... you mean th-the Venus Fly Trap?" He asked her. She shook her head excitedly. "Um... I mean.... it's not really a um, a man eating pl-plant." He said with a stutter. "It, it just eats bugs, thas all." He said. She turned her head.
"Oh.... I figured if they ate men, they would take care of your Nargles. You know, you are seriously infested with them." She said as she slipped away. Everyone just looked wide eyed and confused. Harry walked up to him.
"You know, it's good to see you. I'm not sure what that," he said, gesturing to the dainty girl in the middle of the pub, looking at the ceiling with curiosity, "was about, but I sure am glad to see you finally show up." Neville nodded his head.
Downing the remainder of his butterbeer, hoping to cure the anxiety he was suddenly having, he reached for another. Throughout the whole night, he couldn't keep his eyes off of the strange girl he went to school with. She somehow peaked his interest.
Professor Sprout came and spoke to him about his shop, inquiring about a few herbs and plants, which he gladly answered, but even then, he couldn't help but stare at Luna. She swirled around the room in a graceful way, pointing about people heads, saying strange things that didn't make sense.
Taking a sip from his butterbeer, Harry and Ron approached him.
"Hey mate." Ron said. Neville just nodded his head and grinned. The butterbeer seemed to be hitting his system. Harry took the cup from his hand. "So... what's going on?" Ron asked with a wicked grin. Neville frowned.
"What do ya mean?" He asked. Harry laughed and Ron chuckled.
"Oh come in Nev, we've seen you watching her all night. Your eyes seem glued to her. So, what's going on?" Ron said. Harry placed a hand on his shoulder as he blushed profusely.
"Oh, um, I'm not sure what you are talking about." He said, slightly moving away from where he was seated, at the counter. Making his way thought the crowd, Harry and Ron followed him.
"Come on Neville, you like her don't cha?" Harry asked. Neville stopped and sighed.
"I'm, I'm not sure. She just, you know, is strange, and beautiful, and mysterious, and... and..." He stopped and looked at her as she was talking to Hermione. He gazed at her as Harry and Ron just starred at him as if he were crazy.
"Right, um, Neville.... you gotta do something about it then." Harry said, simply. "So what are ya going to do?" Neville turned to him and frowned.
"What do ya mean?" Ron smiled.
"Your not just gonna let her get away... are you?" Neville blushed.
"No. I'm not going to do anything about it. I like her from afar." He said simply. Harry and Ron both exchanged a glance and nodded their heads.
"Okay then mate, have at it." Ron said, patting him on the back. Little did Neville know, there was a little plan in the makings.
