In the ruins of the castle after the Battle of Hogwarts, the burnt smell mixed with the sweetness of herbal juice floated in the air. Davina's robe was stained with blood, and she staggered with every step she took. Her wounds hurt from the movement, and she didn't bother to cover them.
Suddenly, a figure rushed towards her from behind the broken wall. Light brown hair brushed against her cheek, carrying a reassuring herbal scent. His arms hugged her tightly, as if he was trying to squeeze her into his arms, and even his breathing was trembling with fear. The two hugged each other among the scattered bricks for a long time, until Ron grinned and shouted in pain not far away: "Hey! My leg is still broken!"
Neville touched his red nose and quickly let go of her to carry Ron. When he turned around, he met Davina's moist eyes. The tips of his ears were red, but he smiled broadly.
But after that, Davina could not find him. When we went to the greenhouse to look for her, he always slipped out of the back door very quickly; when we finally got blocked at the door of his house, he clutched the corners of his clothes and said hesitantly, "I... I have something else to do." He turned around and ran away before finishing, leaving her standing there.
A month later, Daviana stepped into the auditorium as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Her eyes swept across the professor's chair and landed precisely on Neville. She walked over, holding the corners of her robe with her fingertips, and said with a bit of gritted teeth: "Professor Longbottom, long time no see." Neville froze suddenly, his fingers curled into fists, the tips of his ears instantly turned red, and his voice became lower and lower as he spoke: "Sang... Professor Sampson..."
1. The heroine is not a time traveler, she works hard and relies on herself.
2. I understand my own feelings through what happened in the fifth and sixth grade.
3. Childhood sweethearts, first love. Third person.
4. Non-sweet text
Purpose: Suffering will only make them unwavering