It was a sweet gesture really. Neville was stood in front of you rambling about why he selected the specific flowers in the bouquet he had gotten you. The meaning and thought behind it was admirable and extremely flattering on your behalf but it wasn't the best gift for you.

In him getting you flowers he was asking you on a date and thought you'd like them as it meant he could explain everything to you about why he cared about you in an easy way without forgetting anything.

However as soon as he handed the flowers to you, you could instantly feel the reaction beginning. You attempted to smile at him but a sneeze exploded from your nose. As soon as that one ended another happened, and another, and another. This continued until you thrust the flowers back towards the boy in front of you, taking a few steps back, covering your nose with your hand attempting to hold in your sneezes.

"Are you okay?" He asked, "I'm sorry. It was completely stupid of me. I should have asked if you liked flowers. I've completely blown it."

"No. No. It's just I'm allergic to the flowers, but it's honestly the thought that counts," you smiled weakly.

He looked puzzled at you before he threw the flowers to the ground a few feet behind him, to keep them away from you.

"I am so sorry. I didn't know," he frowned, "I wouldn't have gotten them if I did."

"Neville it is fine honestly. How were you supposed to know? I never told you. I don't think I told anyone, there was no point in it really. But honestly I am very grateful for the thought you put into it, and I'm sorry that I can't appreciate them more," you responded.

A soft smile appeared on his face.

"So you liked them. Other than the allergy inducing part?"

"Yes. Thank you. It really means a lot. And even though I cannot accept your gift, I would still like to go on a date with you. Just preferably without any flowers around," you smiled.

He nodded frantically.

"Really? You actually want to go on a date with me?" He asked seeming rather shocked.

You let out a soft laugh, stepping closer to him, going on your tiptoes to press your lips to his cheek.

"Yes. I would be honoured to go on a date with you. Why wouldn't I? You are charming and caring, I am extremely flattered to even be asked."

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Written by Charlotte.