(EDIT, OCT 13 2020: please for the love of god stop leaving rude comments on this before I delete it. I was 12 when I wrote these. I don't know what y'all expected.) (A/N: This is actually kinda shit, so i suggest reading one of my other Neville x reader stories on my profile.) (A/N: Today, June 21st, 2018, this story reached 1 thousand reads! Thank you everyone!) One day, you find your friend, Neville, crying against a tree after Potions with Snape. You comfort him, and he gives you what you need.