Neville Longbottom Height Novels & Stories

I muttered looking down at the floor, I never noticed there was a crack on that tile, the patterns look really nice though. "Then what's the main reason?" he asked tilting my head up to look at him. "Well, I don't know. But it's probably something big." I shrugged trying to think of a reason...it's just selfish and wrong for me to ask... maybe? "Well let me ask you this then, do you like it when I'm close to you?" He stepped closer to me, my boobs were pressing his naked torso, him standing this close to me makes me see the height difference. I'm a 142 cm tall and he might around 179 to 189 cm... the guy is really tall. I don't know...all I know is that I'm a midget when I'm standing next to

He just had to ask when I was done and was about to go back to my bed. What a jerk! "Okay," I said meekly. Unfortunately, I was just a coward. In a dorm room where everyone else was over six feet tall, my height of 5'9" made me look especially small. Hence, everyone could push me around as they pleased. However, my dorm mates had all been exceptionally kind to me. That was why I willingly complied with their wishes. When I walked over to Nigel to hand him his glass of water, he had just completed his experiment, but it was a failure. As the percentage value above his head dropped, his emotions became visibly unstable.

Fiona Forger shook her head, and he didn't say anything else, but his steps seemed to slow down a bit. As they walked, Fiona Forger stole glances at the tall, dignified man beside her. He was tall! Probably not less than 1.85 meters, while she was 1.64 meters tall, which wasn't short compared to other girls, but standing next to him, she was a head shorter, barely reaching his shoulders. He had straight features, thick eyebrows, and bright eyes. He exuded a powerful aura, the kind of man that made many girls fall for him, right? At least she knew there were a few.

Sophie’s POV We finished our last exam today and are sitting in the theater room with our werewolf classmates celebrating the start of Christmas break. Dad got approval to keep Norbert. Yes, yes, I’m a Potterhead, leave it! Norbert isn’t one of those huge ten story, fire breathing dragons. He’s about 7-foot tall, crimson red, and only blows fire when I order him to. Well, me or Tony. Tony took a whole weekend to befriend and tame Norbert. They are now best buds. I think Norbert prefers Tony to me.

Ninian was slightly startled and raised his head. She saw him lower his gaze and looked at the hand that he used to carry her. It was the same familiar gaze… he looked annoyed. A moment later, he looked up. His 1.88-meter height was intimidating. He looked at the people on set with a cold gaze and said, “Who changed the script?”

“This injury looks scary, but it's not serious, my condition is very good now.” Bertha did not believe his words. She has eyes, whether things are serious or not is up to her to see. “You turned around and looked at me.” Derek obediently turned around, he lowered his head to look at her. He was 1.88 meters tall, quite tall, they looked at each other at close range, Bertha was 1.68 meters tall so she had to raise her head to look at him, her neck was a bit tired. "Kneel."

JIA POV As Nole leads me out onto the dance floor I can't help but look over his size and compare it to mine. Captain Nole is like a good-looking orange mountain. Even the arm I am holding is three times the size of mine. He has to be seven feet tall, and his shoulders are as wide as those of two guys from my high school. There is no way we could ever...come together as one. I blush as the racy thought zips through my mind. Zarn is extremely handsome, but I never once thought about sex when he had me in his arms. Is it just Nole's size or...

I growled back as I slapped some home fries onto a plate of eggs and set it in the pickup window. “You still don’t believe me?” he asked with surprise. “You need to go,” I demanded while I assaulted some whole wheat toast with butter before tossing it on a plate and shoving it on the pickup window next to a plate with the eggs and home fries. I’d forgotten about Nick until he cleared his throat. He looked like he was at a loss of what to do. I couldn’t blame him. Nick was about five feet-six-inches in shoes—and of medium build. Geoffrey was taller than him, and double in size—not to mention all muscle. I just knew if I grabbed his arm, it’d be rock hard.

Elizabeth jogged the first few rounds in her usual fast pace, but when it was the last lap, she accelerated so fast that even Wendy and Jane couldn't see her move but just felt her swish past them. And once again, Elizabeth was there at the finish line, sweating the bare minimum. It's like she did this every day, and it wasn't even worth breaking a sweat, which was.... true. "Compete with me." She heard a voice speak from behind her. Elizabeth wasn't short at all, rather she was very tall at the height of 179cm, taller than Iris and Anya, even though the other two were tall as well but she could feel the person beside her to be taller at maybe 186cm if not more and it was a man.

She quickly spit out the pit and, looking up, saw Reginald staring straight at her, waiting for her answer. So, this was his test? He was more boring than she thought. Seeing her hesitate, Reginald's gaze gradually darkened. "..." She could do it. When Heloise had previously researched Reginald's details online, she had come across some information. Sitting there, Heloise began to search her memory for relevant details. After a thorough search, she finally arrived at an accurate number. "192 cm." *Smack!* Reginald flattened her paper crane with a palm and said coldly, "That's with shoes on. My actual height is 191."