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Neville was a bit apprehensive about the whole thing when Blaise approached him but he tried to keep an open mind. As crazy as it sounded, it was even crazier to him that all his friends were going. Neville of course was talking about a sex party.
Now, yes, had he liked to ensure his membership to an exclusive club, a club that shall not be named, was always in good standing? Of course. It's one thing to take part in the specific things that gave him pleasure, it was another thing entirely to admit it to all his friends.
Neville took a long sip of his Ogden's while thinking.
"C'mon, let's be logical, it can't be as bad as what you do at the club." Blaise teased. Blaise, one of his best mates, felt this was a fitting opportunity as he too was privy to Neville's proclivities. Blaise is a member as well at the nameless club.
"You should feel honored. This is by invitation only" He said again in response to Neville's silence.
"So why the invite now? You said this has been an established thing for nearly a year." Neville countered.
"Ah, look at you. Too smart for your own good. If you truly want to know I'll tell you. Or you can attend and fully take advantage of the opportunity I'm giving you." Blaise said without hesitation.
Neville weighed his options. Blaise was his friend, he wouldn't lead him to a bad thing but the timing of it gnawed at him.
"I'd like to know." Neville said firmly. Blaise raised his hands in surrender.
"It has been brought to my attention that there have been several new invitations extended. Let's say I have a feeling one of our new members you'd find most enjoyable. Of course, the magic will decide who to pair you with of course. At least for the first time. Should you like a specific partner, you can always come to that agreement on your own.” Blaise said.
"When do I have to let you know?" Neville said. Blaise smirked.
"By tomorrow, noon." Blaise said.
"I'll owl you my reply." Neville said. Blaise nodded curtly before making his way to the floo.
Neville spent the rest of the day thinking about it. Now there was a questionnaire about your tastes and that helped the magic determine who to pair you with, but what he had to grapple with was how well did he know his friends.
None save for Blaise knew his taste. What if he came to find that was the same for several of his friends. Could he ever look at them again? Merlin, what if he somehow got paired with Hermione?
He shook the thought from his head. He then shifted his thoughts to who the new members could be. From what Blaise told him the main people in their group were its founding members. Who could Blaise be talking about?
Should it have taken Neville hours to come to his decision? Probably not. Would making a list of anyone that could potentially be a new member make him bonkers? A little. But, at the end of the day... They're all adults.
He summoned parchment.
"I accept the invitation.”