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Neville Longbottom (whatgenus) wrote in pandorarpg,

"And Lavender Brown at twenty-three doesn't have the world ahead of her," Neville asked with what could have been a naive sense of the world. And maybe it was naive of him to think that things like that didn't matter. They certainly hadn't mattered to Tonks, or to Fleur Weasley. He paused for a moment and looked away from Lavender, as if the stone floor helped him think a lot better. "Sometimes it's us who get in our own way, and until you just move you won't get past something. What happened to you was awful, but you're an incredible person and an amazing baker. And thank you for the box you sent to the Ministry this morning, they were fantastic. The point is, you're selling yourself short."

Not that Neville was anyone to talk about selling themselves short. He himself had still never even dated a girl. Though such things didn't seem as important to him as they were to others. His opinion wouldn't matter either way, Neville had learned that from his years at school and interacting with girls in general, but he still liked this Lavender to the old one a lot better.

"It will get better."