Callum Meets Neville
The next morning, the sun's bright rays coming from the dorm's window awoke the Ravenclaw Magnilda. With a sigh of annoyance, she sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. It wasn't long until she was in her uniform and robes. She made her way to the Great Hall, still feeling a bit drowsy. She sat at her table, slowly---because of still feeling quite sleepy----she got random food on her plate.
"Hey."
The 6th year almost jumped in alarm at the sound of the voice beside her. She turned to see a Gryffindor boy with black hair, his hazel brown eyes as beautiful as ever.
"Oh hi, Neville!" she lit up, no longer feeling tired. "Are you okay. . . .Magnilda, right?"
"Yes, that's right. And yes, I'm doing okay, why do you ask?" Magnilda had shyly tucked a strand of darkish brown hair behind her ear. She decided to turn her attention to breakfast, since that was the best excuse to keep her gaze away from him.
"Well. . . You look a bit tired," he said, actually sounding a little worried. "Oh, I sort of stayed up last night. . . ended up finishing One Thousand Herbs and Magical Fungi. Do you want it back, or should I return it?"
Neville blinked. He was greatly astonished that someone was able to read a whole book---especially a textbook like that one---in one night! He was quite impressed.
"You finished it in one night?!" he wondered in amazement, as if wanting to confirm that this was actually true. "Yes. Here, you can have it back." she brought it out from her bag and handed it to him, as if figuring he would want it back than her return it to the library. As he reached his hand for it, their hands touched. Magnilda looked up at him, blushing, the blush mirrored in his own cheeks.
"Uh. . . . sorry. . . ." they both said. After a long while, Neville finally took the book, avoiding her gaze by reaching down to put the book in his bag. When he looked back at up, they gave each other sheepish smiles before laughing a little in nervousness. Afterwards the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor decided to avoid even more awkwardness by eating their breakfast in silence. But their silence wasn't long-lasting; Callum had just chose at that moment to sit by his older sister.
"Hullo, Nilda." he smiled brightly, giving the indication that he had a nice sleep---as if to point out, "I got a nice sleep because I didn't read all night." when his sister looked at him, she could see clearly that was what his expression read. "Hey." she simply replied in a low, irritated voice. "Oh, is that the boy you told me about? Neville Longbottom, right? I've seen you before" Callum was looking at the 7th year Gryffindor now. Magnilda practically prayed silently to her dead grandmother that he wouldn't mess things up so that she ended up putting a Curse on him.
"Yeah. You must be her brother?" Neville smiled at the little 3rd year kindly. "That would be me. The name's Callum. It's a pleasure to properly meet you, Neville!" Callum replied, reaching out a hand to shake his. Magnilda blinked in utter surprise at her brother's new side of behavior.
"Pleasure to meet you, too" Neville's smile brightened as he shook his hand. Magnilda could only continue to stare. This was unlike her annoying little brother around her and boys.
And as the 6th year thought more about it, she became more and more suspicous. Callum was obviously up to something.