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Er, hi. I'm Neville Longbottom. And... my bottom's not actually... long. *ahem* Fifth Yeah Gryffindor and p-proud of it. My general interests... range from plants to toads. They go well together, don't you think?

...Hi?

@Ginny

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Ginny followed behind Neville. Ready to experience the physical part of their relationship. She was so nervous, more nervous than she had ever been. She was ready though, ready to be with Neville. She wanted nothing more than to be with him, she loved everything about him, he treated her right and he didn’t try to pressure her into anything she may have not been ready to do. As she followed behind Neville, a smile plastered across her blushing cheeks, she held his hand. She could feel it trembling in her grasp. As they walked into the room of requirement and lay down on the couch, suddenly everything felt right.

“Neville, don’t be nervous, there is nothing to be nervous about. Who cares if youre not experienced, just make things up.” She laughed, trying to soften the seemingly awkward mood..

He nodded, slowly laying back and bringing her with him to lay atop his chest. Still, his face didn’t look eased of his troubles. “I’ll try not to be.” He gave her a tentative smile, before his gaze grew distracted by her eyes and the bright colors there. He sketched her face with his eyes, committing the image to memory. Slowly, their trajectory went south to the curve of her lips and he found himself lifting up to kiss them. Like always, they were softer than his could ever be and warm. He felt like he could get caught up for years in them.

"We’ll go slow. We’ll… learn each other, yeah?" He kissed her fully, suddenly passionate.

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@Ginny

He was nervous. So, so nervous, and a panicked voice at the back of his mind warned him not to hold her hand so tightly - she’d feel him sweat! He swallowed tightly, and shot a look over his shoulder at Ginny. He morphed it into a small smile as he parted from her in order to open the Room of Requirement, but was quick to hold her hand again once it was through. Stepping through the threshold of the doorway was… strange. It looked like a room he’d seen before in his life, but he couldn’t remember wherefrom. It had a cozed look to it; a fire burned in a fireplace and lit the room in warm, dark colors. A couch sat before it, colored navy, with square pillows that were so plush - when he pulled his hand away they kept in the shape the limb had made.

"Well," He breathed nervously, sitting down on the couch and looking at her. "Uh… I’m not really…" He rolled his hands around one another in a gesture, or what he tried to convey as "experienced".

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“Well, I’ll owl mom tonight. I have a lot to tell her anyway.” Ginny smiled. “Thanks, I’ll grab those later,” Ginny added as she adjusted her shirt. She was glad George hadn’t noticed the rising hemline of her skirt and the lowering of her neckline of her shirt. She just…

Fred eyed Ginny’s Skirt and her top, he was half tempeted to make them longer, But it might piss Ginny off. She may be small but her temper was just their Mum’s which could be scary. He turned his attention to Longbottom whom at the moment was clearly checking Ginny out. He cleared his throat. “Well After sitting in the common room waiting for George to get out of Detention, I got bored and did all our school work, made new labels for some products, then when George got back tested a few products got Mum’s owl, and came back here. So pretty boring. How was your day sis?” Fred asked as he slowly walked over to his sister and draped his arm on her shoulder looking at Neville with a ‘watch your gaze ’ look in his eyes. 

Ginny smiled. “Ah, working on your little tricks again. You’d have to let me try some. I really love them.” Ginny added with a smile. “Well, my day was fine. I gave myself a new look. I was tired of looking like the female version of Ron, so I spiced my wardrobe up and gave myself a new haircut. Do you like it?” Ginny added with a smile as she spun around. Noticing her skirt riding up as she spun. She laughed and quickly fixed it. Hoping Fred wouldn’t notice. Quickly changing the subject, Ginny asked, “Why does George have detention? What did he do this time?”

Feeling scolded under Fred’s gaze, Neville quickly switched his own to the plant. It was still half-twirling, it’s flowers spinning and he now noticed there were new buds. He wormed his hand around the stalk to pet it, and it gave a happy shiver and moved to coil around his hand as if to hug. He was quickly enthralled by it’s charm. His eyes flicked back to the two siblings, his smile small but still there. His cheeks broke out with a heavy flush for a moment when Ginny showed herself off, and he nodded quickly to blurr it.

"You look good, Gin." He quickly looked at Fred to make sure that was acceptable to say, before back at his shoes for a moment. They were very interesting, all of a sudden.

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“Well, I’ll owl mom tonight. I have a lot to tell her anyway.” Ginny smiled. “Thanks, I’ll grab those later,” Ginny added as she adjusted her shirt. She was glad George hadn’t noticed the rising hemline of her skirt and the lowering of her neckline of her shirt. She just laughed and asked the lot how their days were. “Neville, Fred, how were your days? Were they as long as mine? I feel like I could sleep for days!” Ginny smiled.

"No. It’s harmless." So far. It hadn’t shown any hostility… at least not towards him. It seemed to just flourish. Even so, he tucked it closer and angled himself so the plant wasn’t facing Fred. He smiled tentatively at the twin, wondering idly where the other was, before directing his attention to Ginny.

"It’s… been good, I guess." He tried not to notice how every inch of her clothing had shortened, and was incredibly proud of himself when he succeeded. He wouldn’t want to do it with Fred’s hawk-eyes around. Especially since Neville sort of kind of really fancied Ginny. And with all the brothers she had - he was nervous to act on those feelings. Of course, Neville was just… generally too nervous to act on them anyway. “Busy, so yeah, I could sleep for a long time.” He laughed softly.

"Yours?"

Ginny sat herself down in the Common Room,

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She was really enjoying the way she looked. It made her happier. She still wasn’t totally happy though. Her life was beginning to fall into order, the smiles were beginning to come back. She was enjoying life once more. Life was much better. She adjusted her shirt and her new skirt. Admiring the way she was looking, more and more like a woman. She always thought she was too boxy and manly. That was changing. 

As she sat there, watching the fire, she noticed Neville Longbottom come up. “Hey Neville! Fancy seeing you here!” She smiled.

He had a fancy new plant. Professor Sprout had beckoned him that day, during class, and asked if he could take care of it for her. At first he was a little timid to do so. He already had one plant to mind; could he juggle both? But it was just so lovely… He couldn’t resist. It’s stalk was long but bendy and solid, it’s leaves curled when it was upset and expanded beautifully when content. He could even swore that it would purr under the slightest stroke of his fingertips. It cheered him, and was surprised to find confidence in the way he watered and fed it.

He nearly dropped the poor thing, however, when Ginny called his name. He luckily managed to tuck it tight to his chest first, spinning to address her. He flushed, and his lips twitched into a smile. It grew brighter as he advanced to her, and the flower in his arms bustled into gorgeous action, reaching out with it’s petals and putting on a show.

“‘Lo, Ginny.” His smile grew even though he looked rather awkward standing there. “Not so fancy seeing as it is the Common Room.” He laughed, sounding only a little nervous (as was common whenever he spoke to girls, no matter they be Ginny or someone else).

Ginny smiled as she saw Neville. She had always had a soft spot for him. After all, he was her Yule Ball date from the year before. She quickly got up and approached him. “Neville! How are you? Is that a new plant? It is awfully pretty, it smells great too!” She smiled. She felt great around Neville. Soon after she and Neville got into talking, she noticed Fred walk up behind them. “Hi Fred, how are you?” Ginny asked.

“I’m good.” He shifted the plant in his arms and it ruffled it’s leaves happily. In fact, it seemed to perk. Surely enough when he looked down at it, it was curling and bending and swooping around from the given praise, twirling it’s petals for Ginny. What a showoff! He thought. Ginny was right - it was emitting a scent that made his nostrils warm. It smelled… really good. He made a mental note to talk to it; praise it more.

“Yeah, Professor Sprout was too busy to mind it so she let me-oh!” He jumped slightly at Fred’s sudden appearance, half from not expecting it and half because, well, who knows what the twins could be plotting even when they looked… docile. “Hullo Fred.” He greeted quietly, and the flower flicked it’s leaves.

Ginny sat herself down in the Common Room,

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She was really enjoying the way she looked. It made her happier. She still wasn’t totally happy though. Her life was beginning to fall into order, the smiles were beginning to come back. She was enjoying life once more. Life was much better. She adjusted her shirt and her new skirt. Admiring the way she was looking, more and more like a woman. She always thought she was too boxy and manly. That was changing. 

As she sat there, watching the fire, she noticed Neville Longbottom come up. “Hey Neville! Fancy seeing you here!” She smiled.

He had a fancy new plant. Professor Sprout had beckoned him that day, during class, and asked if he could take care of it for her. At first he was a little timid to do so. He already had one plant to mind; could he juggle both? But it was just so lovely… He couldn’t resist. It’s stalk was long but bendy and solid, it’s leaves curled when it was upset and expanded beautifully when content. He could even swore that it would purr under the slightest stroke of his fingertips. It cheered him, and was surprised to find confidence in the way he watered and fed it.

He nearly dropped the poor thing, however, when Ginny called his name. He luckily managed to tuck it tight to his chest first, spinning to address her. He flushed, and his lips twitched into a smile. It grew brighter as he advanced to her, and the flower in his arms bustled into gorgeous action, reaching out with it’s petals and putting on a show.

“‘Lo, Ginny.” His smile grew even though he looked rather awkward standing there. “Not so fancy seeing as it is the Common Room.” He laughed, sounding only a little nervous (as was common whenever he spoke to girls, no matter they be Ginny or someone else).

starkidroonil said: Neville-
Wanna write my essay on asphodel? :)
No, I'm kidding. I could use the help though.
But, seriously, write it for me?
-Ron

Ron,

H-heh… I… think you should write it, Ron. I have neater handwriting than you anyways. No offense. =x But I can help, yeah! 

~Neville

starkidroonil said: Neville-
Can I borrow your Herbology notes from last week?
-Ron

occ: HI NEVILLE!

Ron,

Uh, sure! Do you need any help?

~Neville

ooc: HULLO

moonshoesginny-deactivated20110 said: Hiya Neville!

Ginny! Hullo! 

tumblrbot said: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

…I don’t have a very good memory ;.;