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Neville blinked at the images her first sentence inspired. "Um... the thought of the staff as big kids... um, it. Okay, I can't even imagine that. Well, maybe the Headmaster." He paused at memories of his 5th year. "Okay, and Professor McGonagall, and Flitwick, the way they reacted to that horrible woman. But not Professor Snape! Or Madam Pince... probably not Madame Pomfrey either..."

He paused as the last sentence hit him, at the same time as he really noticed she'd moved closer. Hey, I didn't stumble or anything! He tilted his head slightly. "Is what all I think of?"
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Neville bowed in response to her curtsy, hoping that he'd stop blushing from the kiss soon. "And a pleasure to dance with you as well, Contzel."

Stepping back to watch her go, he nodded in response to her wave. "Goodnight!"

And he started back through the crowd with a smile on his face, to look for Tracey.

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