"Okay, you can do it," Neville thought. He took a deep breath and said "Luna, I've um… been wondering… umm…"
"It's okay, Neville. I don't mind talking about it. My uncle was taken captive by Sniggle-Wiggies. They forced him to grow a pink and green striped beard. It was simply awful," said Luna matter-of-factly.
"Er… I'm sorry about your uncle, Luna, but I wanted to ask you if… you wanted to come to Hogsmeade with me this weekend." Neville managed to ask her and then tripped, knocking both of them over.
"Wasn't that just too bad?" asked Luna sympathetically from under his elbow. "That wasn't your fault; It was because of the Mangy-Eared Snackles. They grab your legs and pull you down. Did you feel something grab your legs?
"No," said Neville, trying not to sound as impatient as he felt. "But I was wondering if you would like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend."
"I would love to!" Luna's face lit up, and then fell. "Are you sure you really want to? People might make fun of you. They think I'm a bit odd, you know.
"No, Luna, I really meant it," said Neville. He took her hand… and sent both of them flying into Professor Snape.
"The Mangy-Eared Snackle infestation is quite bad around here, isn't it?
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