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pega7sus · 1 year

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Jealous (Professor Longbottom x Fem!Reader)

“Sorry? I didn’t quite catch what you said, Y/N/N.”

“I was jealous, Nev.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WHEN Y/N overhears a few seventh-year girls giggling about the oh-so handsome Professor Longbottom, she can’t help but feel jealous.

Warnings: Fem!Reader, Wife!Reader, Pureblood!Reader, mentions of blushing, fluff, jealousy, unedited writing, and that’s about it :)

I’m still kinda new to Tumblr, since I’m mostly on Wattpad (follow me on there @/sage-like-the-herb if you want to), so don’t judge this too harshly. Also, I felt bored when I wrote this, so the idea is pretty underdeveloped. Because I’m not as active here, don’t expect stuff like this too often 😂 I hope y’all like it, though!

(Edit: It’s sooo short…)

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(Third-person POV)

Y/N was besides herself with excitement. After months of being away from her husband, she finally got an owl with a time and date to meet up. So, that’s how she found herself waiting outside his classroom.

As the bell rang, and students came out of the room in swarms, Y/N couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward.

“Aunt Y/N?” a voice asked suddenly.

Head snapping upward, she met the familiar eyes of Albus Potter. After being introduced to her as if she was family, the whole lot of Potter children had taken to calling her their aunt.

“Albus!” she exclaimed, hugging him. She felt relieved upon realizing that she was still tall in his eyes; he was about shoulder-level to her. “Merlin, you’ve grown! I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Lily keeps talking about you,” Albus commented, breaking out of the embrace. “She wants to know when you and Uncle Neville will come by again.”

“Hopefully soon,” Y/N promised. “Now, run along to lunch, I want to drop by Nev’s office for a bit.”

“There are students inside,” Albus informed her. “A rather annoying lot of seventh-years. They just burst in during class! I’d wait out here for a bit, if I were you.”

“Well then, I suppose I’ll do just that.”

So, she waited.

Thankfully, she didn’t stand for too long. Moments later, a trio of girls came walking out of the room, giggling away madly.

“He’s so cute!” a blonde-haired girl squealed. (Admittedly, the girl reminded Y/N of a prepubescent Hannah Abbott, who had harbored a crush on Neville for years until he rejected her in favor of Ginny Weasley as his Yule Ball date.)

Jealousy slapped a bewildered Y/N across the face.

“Yeah!” the blonde girl’s friend agreed. “I don’t care if he’s married, I’d smash him, for sure.”

Y/N felt disgusted.

“Don’t steal my man,” the third girl joked. “I did the research; our Zodiac signs are compatible. Do wizards even believe in Zodiacs?”

“Whatever,” the blonde girl rolled her eyes. “He’s still eye candy.”

“Excuse me,” Y/N said loudly, unable to take this talk of her husband any louder. “Could you young ladies move, please?” When the girls only gave confused and slightly disgusted looks, she continued. “I’d like to see my husband.”

All three girls stopped mid-conversation.

The second-girl’s face paled. “Y-you’re Professor Longbottom’s w-wife?”

“We don’t mean any harm!” the third girl squeaked, eyes widening in fear. “We were only joking! Right, Jessica?” she nudged the girl beside her.

The blonde girl, Jessica, was at a loss of words. She opened her mouth, then closed it once more. “Sorry, Mrs. Longbottom,” she apologized immediately.

“It’s Mrs. Y/L/N, actually,” Y/N scowled. “Mrs. Longbottom is my mother-in-law. Now move,” filthy mudbloods. Thankfully, she didn’t let the last two words slip out her mouth.

Merlin, marrying a Longbottom sure smacked the pureblood supremacist out of Y/N.

However, Y/N didn’t feel the slightest bit ashamed of herself as she slammed her shoulder against Jessica’s on her way into Neville’s classroom.

Y/N twisted the door handle, and rather aggressively slammed the door open. “Nev?” she called out.

“Y/N/N!” Neville exclaimed, accidentally knocking an empty flower pot off his desk in excitement. “Whoops.” He muttered a quiet Reparo and fixed it, before setting the pot back on his desk.

He was quick to wrap his arms tightly around his wife. They stayed like that for a moment, breathing in the moment, before breaking apart.

“I missed you, Nev,” Y/N sighed, looking her husband in his warm honey-like eyes. She must’ve looked the slightest bit irritated from her encounter with the seventh-years, since he gazed at her in worry.

“What’s wrong, flower?” he asked, concern written on his now angular face (all the chubbiness of his youth had abandoned his post-pubescent figure).

Y/N stayed quiet, feeling too embarrassed to admit it. She could feel a flush creeping up her face.

“Y/N/N?”

Merlin, it sure felt weird to be jealous of bloody seventh-years.

“Iwaskindajealousofthosegirlsthatwereherebefore,” Y/N blurted out, hoping that Neville would drop the subject.

However, her sweet Nev, her sweet, caring Nev, could sense the situation gnawing at her insides, so he wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulders.

“Sorry? I didn’t quite catch what you said, Y/N/N.” Noticing Y/N’s awkward expression and clearly flustered face, he added a soft, “it’s okay, flower, you can tell me. I won’t judge.”

At this point, she wanted to cry. From embarrassment of her predicament, or pure adoration toward her loving husband, Y/N didn’t have a single clue.

“I was jealous, Nev.” Her face must’ve been a tomato by that point.

At his confused look, she elaborated her statement.

“These really pretty seventh-years were leaving your classroom, while talking about how good-looking you are, and I felt jealous. It’s just that— they were gorgeous!” Y/N ranted.

Neville blinked at her. Then, he burst into a fit of laughter. Well, what she assumed was laughter. Neville must’ve been holding back the full brink of his amusement for her sake, since his chuckles sounded rather like wheezes of desperation.

“You were jealous of those girls?” he laughed. “I don’t normally want to talk bad about my students, but they’re the worst group of people I’ve ever encountered. The ironic thing is, they were visiting my room to get some herbs for a Glamour Potion.”

At Y/N’s doubtful look, he spun her around to place both his hands on her shoulders.

“Y/N/N,” he said seriously. “Flower. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on— sorry, Gran,” he joked. Y/N cracked a smile. “I’m so lucky to be married to someone as wonderful as you. You’re kind, loving, appreciative, considerate, and just about every quality that girls like them lack.”

“I—”

“Don’t compare yourself to them,” Neville warned. “Otherwise I’ll have to muster up all my Gryffindor courage just to come up with another motivational speech.” His so-called ‘Gryffindor’ courage must’ve been given a boost by Y/N’s growing smile, since he finished with a passionate “I love you. You. Not them.”

Y/N leaned forward just a bit to press her lips against her husbands.

“I love you too, Nev,” she murmured while kissing him.

The End.

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Not me ending the story in the most third grade-me way ever 💀💀 i haven’t ended a story with ‘the end,’ in a while, but I’ve never actually been motivated to finish my stories in a while, either. Anywho, thoughts on this?? The writing and plot aren’t too bad, right?

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harrypotterandthefandomaccount · 1 year

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brushing of noses

pairing: neville longbottom x fem!reader (use of she/her pronouns)

request: Hello! I'd love to order from you, Neville x female reader. Reader is Snape's goddaughter, reader's parents trust Snape a lot so they made him reader's godfather and he can watch her almost ALL the time at school. Reader and Neville become boyfriend and girlfriend (THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH), you know, reader is extremely affectionate with Neville even in public, hugging him, wanting to kiss him every so often and although it's nice to have his bubble of love, it also gives Neville some fear since he feels Snape's murderous gaze on himself every time his girlfriend wants to express her love xD Snape would be like a jealous father and Neville the son-in-law afraid that Snape would poison him

warnings: yule ball is in fifth year instead of fourth, snape being snape

note: i've been WAITING for someone to send me a neville request, he deserves all the love in the world <3

your parents trusted your uncle severus a whole lot, and part of you believed most of that trust stemmed from the fact that he works at hogwarts and is able to keep a watchful eye on you.

they, as in your parents, have never denied your suspicions, but simply respond with, "uncle severus has shown how much he cares for you, and being a professor at your school is just a bonus."

oh, it was indeed a bonus. but at times it was as if you were suffocating.

you loved neville longbottom more than anything in the world, and him, you.

ever since that god-awful professor gilderoy lockhart had unleashed pixies into the classroom and strung neville high up into the air, questioning, "why me?" neville genuinely believed that he was never going to get a break. however, that changed once he heard the incantation, "wingardian leviosa!" and he felt his body being lifted until he hit the floor.

your second-year self had rushed over to him, asking if he was alright after the fiasco. he looked up at you, eyes wide in admiration while nodding his head, "t-thank you, y/n!"

you had smiled brightly, "of course neville! now, let's give those pixies a piece of our minds, yeah?"

from then on, you and neville were two peas in a pod. he knew of you and your family, yet was never one to judge too quickly. sure, your family had power in the wizarding world, but he never heard of any ties to you-know-who or even the malfoys. maybe you were good.

and that you were.

as time went on, well into your third year, neville had learned that you were genuinely the nicest, sweetest person he had ever known. he knew you like all of his plants, and had even named one of his mallowsweet leaves after you. you had patience for him, were willing to hear him talk about herbology or his parents, or how much gran upset him whenever she said that he would never live up to their family's expectations.

as your friendship evolved, you had eventually told neville of snape's relation to you in your third year, calling him "uncle sev" as neville looked at you as though you had three heads. you wanted neville to know that professor snape just wanted to look after you, and if snape was ever mean to him, you would talk to him.

by fourth year, it was evident that you and neville longbottom were best friends - and uncle severus was not a fan. his rude comments toward neville seemed to intensify and though he wanted to say something to you, he was not one to step into family business. he had never told you about what your uncle would say, but just the glares that he would get from snape if he were around you was enough to shut his mouth.

then, by merlin, on the train to hogwarts in the beginning of your fifth year, neville had asked you to be his girlfriend. while he was unbelievably nervous because he did not want to face snape's wrath, you held his hands in a hidden corridor of the express and he calmed almost immediately. your eyes had lit up and allowed neville to hold your face between his hands, your noses lightly brushing. you had considered that your first kiss.

neville loved you with his whole heart, but sometimes he thought that you actually wanted him killed by professor snape.

you loved showing neville attention, whether it be holding his hand when walking to class, kissing his cheek at breakfast, rubbing noses in the transfiguration courtyard, or, at this present moment, kissing under the starry night of the great hall during the yule ball.

neville had asked you weeks ago when you cuddled in his bed, poster curtains giving you both privacy as he gently ran his fingers over your back. your head was on his chest as his head laid atop of yours, pressing his lips into your hair ever so gently.

"petal," he began, "i know this is probably a given, but would you like to go to the yule ball with me?"

you lifted your head, an adoring smile on your face as you lifted a hand to his cheek, "of course, handsome. i would love to."

neville blushed and pulled you closer, his free hand catching your cheek as you both leaned in, lips meeting in a soft kiss. with a rub of your noses as you both pulled away, you gave a soft laugh, "I'm going to blow your socks off, longbottom."

neville brushed some hair out of your eyes, "you do everyday, petal."

you were right, of course. your dress had simply blown neville away and he was rendered speechless when you had walked down the stairs. you met your boyfriend at the bottom of the staircase, "where are your socks?"

neville chuckled, dipping his head as he grabbed your hand, "off somewhere in the world, i suppose, dove. I'm not sure that I'm ready to show you off to the school, you uncle especially."

you blushed, brushing your nose with his, "I'm only focused on you, nev. plus, my uncle can shove it tonight. now c'mon, i wanna dance with you."

the ball was spectacular, and it was an experience to be within a huge group of students dancing together as music played beautifully in the background. however, through the night, a slow dance was needed, and though neville hadn't seen your uncle severus yet, he was still nervous to put his hands on your waist.

you had looked up at him, settling his nerves immediately. with a small smile, you wrapped both arms around his neck, "just me and you, handsome."

he grasped onto your waist, breathing a bit steadier, "just us, petal." neville leaned down, capturing your lips in a kiss as you sighed, relaxing into him. he had that effect on you, calming you and just allowing you to feel him.

he pulled away, admiration clear in his eyes, "i love you, flower. with all my being."

tears found themselves at your waterline as you smiled at him, holding his cheek in your hand, "and i love you, nev. more than you could ever know."

soon enough, the song ended and you had excused yourself to the bathroom, kissing neville's cheek before you left. he watched you go from one of the pillars, eyes following your figure as far as he could just to see you.

that was until one professor severus snape stepped into his view.

neville let out a yelp, taking a step back and meeting the cold stone of the pillar. severus towered over him and his eyes were the most unkind he had ever seen.

"pr-professor snape, didn't see you there! enjoying the ball?" neville asked, voice full of nerves as he prepared himself for his untimely death.

snape almost growled at neville as he whimpered, "don't play coy with me, longbottom. who do you think you are, kissing my goddaughter like that? did you poison her with amortentia? I'll have you found out, longbottom, and torture you until you are deemed worthy of mercy."

neville stopped shaking, his fear turning into...anger? he furrowed his brows, "amortentia, sir? you really think i would do that to someone as, as beautiful, as kind, as loving as y/n? no, sir, respectfully, you have it all wrong."

snape glared, "watch your words, longbottom."

"no, sir - i think you better watch yours," neville began, "i love your goddaughter, and i am doing everything in my power to keep her safe, to protect her from this world, and she has shown me what it is like to love so strongly, that it hurts. she is my world, professor snape, and while i am deathly afraid of you, she is worth it. so, in the words of my girlfriend, shove it."

both men hadn't realized it, but you were back from the bathroom, directly behind your uncle as neville had confessed everything to snape. your breath hitched, and snape turned around, eyes meeting yours as a smile appeared on your face. snape glanced at neville, the tiniest hint of a smirk on his face, before he turned and kissed your forehead. then, he was off.

you immediately pranced onto neville, kissing him with all the love you could muster. your heart was full, as was his, and neville couldn't stop his heart from beating so fast. neville pulled away, letting you breathe as you laid your hands on his chest.

you played with the buttons on his suit, "he wasn't too mean, was he?"

neville shook his head, "nothing i couldn't handle, flower. all for you."

with a small nod, you looked at neville, "just give him time, you'll grow on him. with the way you put him in his place, seems like you've already proven yourself. not that you need to, nev, uncle sev is just-"

neville rubbed his nose with yours, "i know what you meant, petal. i just hope i didn't overstep and he poisons me tomorrow morning."

you giggled, "oh, my love. you did exactly what he wanted you to do."

neville cupped your cheek, "you're my world, petal. you know that?"

with a smile, you leaned into his hand, "and you're mine, nev. forever and always."

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sweetpandorabox · 1 year

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Oopsy Daisey - Neville Longbottom x Female Reader (One Shot)

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Synopsis: Cielo is one of the most popular girls in Gryffindor's house, known for her beauty, kindness, and witty personality every boy is falling practically down on her feet juniors or seniors. They're willing to do anything just to be able to have a small conversation with her or go out on a date with her, but every guy has tried, and pretty much failed only being able to adore her from afar except for one. An insecure, shy, and clumsy plant-loving boy who's a year below her has had a crush on her since his 3rd year, not knowing how to get her attention to notice or like him back, he grew disappointed in himself every day for wasting time. One day a group of slightly older Gryffindor guys decided to help Neville caught your attention, but was it genuine help or are they trying to set him up to fail his chances with you?

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Cielo (Female Reader)

Story Settings: This fanfiction is set in your 6th of Hogwarts, during the Order of the Phoenix time (You're a Gryffindor student for this one and you're also a year above Neville). Anything that's bolded and in italic is a flashback scene.

Terms 📖:

Y/L/N: Your last name

Y/E/C : Your eye color

Y/H/C : Your hair color

Warnings⚠️: Bullying but other than that it's pure fluff.

A/N: Why hello there sexy people, so first off this fanfic is actually a personalized gift for a fellow friend @milivanili99 a.k.a the lovely Cielo, she's incredibly amazing at making scrapbook collages and she happened to make me one for Valentine's day this year, which you can check out by clicking here. I love her so much she's amazing and just such an angelic human being so give her a follow if you can because trust me you won't regret it. Anyways I'm trying to make this readable for everyone as well but I will be using Cielo's name here as the Y/N female character and will be using the She/Her pronouns okay enjoy bye bye, I love you all. P.s. I'm so sorry if the ending isn't all that good, I was struggling to write the ending but I hope this is okay 😓

Word Count: 4,714

✯¸.•´¨*•✿ Oopsy Daisey✿•*¨`•.¸✯

"Hmm, do you reckon Honeydukes will be busy this Saturday? I've been wanting to try one of that new grape flavor sugar quills" Ginny wondered towards Luna and the seemingly distracted Neville staring off into the other side of the library no longer interested in his potions homework. "I'm not sure, but would I be able to come along with you? father happens to love sugar quills, and it wouldn't hurt to mail him some while he's writing the next issue of the Quibbler. I can't wait to hand more copies around" Luna smiled sweetly wearing her multicolored Spectrespecs giving her a look of a demented yet adorable owl. Ginny giggled at the sight of Luna moving her head around swiftly, trying to find those invisible Wrackspurt creatures that float through your ears and make your brain go fuzzy, "Well of course Luna, you can totally come along. I wanted to go with both of you actually so how about we meet at around noon tomorrow? by the fountain in the clocktower courtyard? Ginny proposed.

Luna gave her an enthusiastic double thumbs up but Neville seems to be in his little world, leading Ginny to call out after him. "How about you Nev? are you down to come this Saturday?" Nothing, he can't even master a small nod, Ginny is pretty dang on sure that Neville didn't hear anything she said nor ask him, so she tried again. "Hello, Neville… would you like to go to Honeydukes with me and Luna this Saturday?" she asks raising her voice slightly but no, nothing once more, Ginny grew concerned, and turned to look at Luna who was all caught up with what's happening so she tried tapping him on the shoulder gently. "Huh? I'm sorry what was that?" Neville migrates back to reality shaking his head in an attempt to focus, confused about what he's been missing, without answering his questions Ginny and Luna move their heads away from Neville to spot a certain person he's been staring at across the room for the past 10 minutes.

And there sat Cielo studying alone, she's a popular and extremely pretty girl in her 6th year, she was sorted into Gryffindor in her first year and instantly became best friends with one of the Gryffindor chasers Katie Bell. She's known to be a kind and immensely brave witch, she was one of the biggest supporters of Hermione's S.P.E.W cause as she believed the same thing Hermione did, that all Elves should be freed and instead receive wages, pensions, sick leave, and other benefits that a normal worker earns. She helped Hermione in any way she can like handing out badges and standing up to those who even dares to try and criticize Hermione for her beliefs, earning herself respect not just from Hermione but from Harry and Ron as well, who both made it quite obvious that they fancied her. She was also selected as a perfect in her 5th year which double the number of boys getting themselves into trouble just to talk to her, Fred and George seem to have it bad for her compared to the others, pulling stupid pranks and stunts knowing that she'd lecture them about it so they can spend about 45 minutes just staring at her pretty face, Y/H/C and soft looking hair matching her glimmering Y/E/C eyes get all worked up about how childish their actions were.

But boys aside she truly was a great young witch, she was pretty, brave, and kind, a triple threat of some sort to all the other Gryffindor girls and even those outside the red and gold house. Ginny and Luna smiled simultaneously at Cielo's sight and return their attention to the now beetroot-faced Neville looking down at his advanced potion-making book shyly. Ginny and Luna shared a quiet giggle knowing how bad Neville's crush on her has gotten over the years as it all started in his 3rd year. "Well then…" Ginny cleared her throat trying her best not to sound amused, "Nev would you like to go Honeydukes with me and Luna this Saturday?" The red-headed girl repeats for the last time, with Luna giving the shy Gryffindor some gentle rubs on his left shoulder, he masters up a small nod this time unable to face his two best friends, embarrassed that after all these years he can't seem to just talk to her like all the boys had, he needs to at least try but his shyness and insecurities seem to be holding him, hostage, preventing him to do what he wants to do. Luna being the smart and wise Ravenclaw she is lets out a small gasp over an idea, "W-what is it Luna?" Neville asks finally being able to lift his head to look at her concernedly.

Luna turned her head towards a confused-looking Ginny and Neville before filling them in on the idea. "Neville you've liked Cielo for almost 3 years now, I think you need to step it up and stop beating around the bush before some other guy actually got a chance and goes out with her" Luna states determination coating her tone, Ginny and Neville looked each other for a second before returning their attention to the blonde girl, "An idea popped into my head about 2 minutes ago, why don't you just send her a letter confessing your feelings for her since you're so awfully shy, and maybe send her some flowers, surely you know everything about her at this point right?" Luna asks bluntly which left Neville red once more. Ginny smiled at Luna's bright idea "That's a great idea, Luna, I mean it'll be nice to let her breathe while also getting Neville's feelings across, just look at her over there, I heard her study period are the only times she can be alone without boys up her arse or girls giving her dirty looks and spreading ugly gossips about her because they're jealous" Ginny mentioned giving a sympathetic look towards the busy looking Cielo.

Neville couldn't speak at this point, a perk of having two girls as his best friends is that he understood a lot about girls but a disadvantage of this is that he can't seem to disagree with them, they always win in the end so he opts to stay quiet and maybe this plan would work in his favor. "Great that settles it then we can plan something more tomorrow during our Hogsmeade trip" Luna added giving both Ginny and Neville a supportive smile before raising her hand out to do their three-way handshake, Ginny joined her hands in, soon both girls waited for the emerald-eyed boy to join them, "You in Neville?" Ginny asked in a reassuring tone before he reluctantly joined in, ending the adorable and long handshake between the two girls with a group hug. Days passed after the plan-filled Hogsmeade trip between the silver trio, Neville had a great time then, he never actually chipped in on anything as it was mostly the girls coming up with ideas on how Neville could catch Cielo's attention and what to possibly get for the plan.

Neville sat himself down on an empty section of the Gryffindor table inside the great hall during breakfast this morning, with a well-written love letter for Cielo ready, placed inside the pocket of his robe, and a small bouquet of roses in hand, he quietly waited for Cielo to turn up this morning so he can finally get it over and done with. Nervousness starts to swallow him whole, his palm was sweaty and his heart is beating out of his chest but he tries to soothe all these things away, by remembering what Luna and Ginny had instructed him to do during that helpful and fun Hogsmeade trip. "Okay so I think the best move for you Nev, is to write her a letter like we planned, just a short and sweet letter confessing your feelings for her, why you liked her, and if she's willing to go to Hogsmeade with you that following weekend when you give her that letter" Ginny suggested enjoying her grape flavor sugar quills while walking back to the castle, linking her right arm into Neville's left arm while Luna links her left arm to Neville's right arm.

Luna nodded along with Ginny's suggestions and manage to add "Oh and if you have time before giving her the ready-made letter, you should pick up a bouquet, even if she didn't reciprocate her feeling back to you, she'll appreciate your sweet gesture and I'm sure she's more then willing to be your friend after" Luna almost comforted Neville to ease him that if she didn't like him back as a worst-case scenario, she's still a kind person and she's sure that Cielo will never put Neville in a spot where she embarrassed him or unnecessarily tell others about her rejecting the poor ole Neville. The herbology-loving boy, couldn't look at either girl as he merely focuses on the ground making sure they were walking safely, but he did master a small nod to each of their brilliant ideas. Once the trio reached the clocktower courtyard, they sat on the antique fountain surrounded by statues of eagles.

Ginny noticed a worried look swarming over Neville's face before she reached her hand onto his right shoulder, "Nev, you've got nothing to lose, trust me if she isn't the one for you there will be other people alright?" Neville placed his hand on top of hers and nodded as she was practically right, Luna joined in and says "You got this, we believed in you" she smile kindly which puts a smile on Neville and Ginny's faces, ending the Hogsmeade trip sweetly. Looking back at the memory has helped soothe his nervousness and fast heartbeats away for now, it soothes him enough in fact that now he's able to have an appetite for breakfast and ate about 2 slices of toast with butter and jam. Although it would probably be so helpful to have the girls here at this moment for a little encouragement, sadly both couldn't make it as Ginny got an early morning quidditch practice while Luna is busy sorting through piles of the next issue of the Quibbler so it's all ready to be hand out by lunchtime today, both girls were upset that they couldn't be there but they wished him all the luck which gave Neville some sort of a confidence boost.

Trying not to think so hard as he anxiously waits for Cielo's arrival, eating his toast, a couple of delinquents and arrogant Gryffindor boys from Cielo's year has sat themselves a couple of spots away, not far off from Neville, laughing loudly and obnoxiously while disgustingly eating their breakfast with no manners to be found. This particular group of year 6 boys has it bad for Cielo too, just like any other Gryffindor boys have, but above all else, they value bullying, embarrassing others, pulling stupid pranks, and picking on others because they think being an arsehole is a personality trait and girls find it attractive. Well spoiler alert they don't and that includes Cielo as she couldn't stand them, but it doesn't look like those boys would stop anytime soon as one of them starts talking, "I'm bored out of my mind, see anyone we can pick for fun before class starts?" one of the taller boys ask his 4 other friends, "Hmm I don't know, I don't suppose any of have you seen Longbottom have you?" the weird one asks around the others. They all look around the Gryffindor table until "Aha got him" the pudgy one mentioned, making all the other 4 boys look in his direction.

"There he is sitting all alone eating some toast…looks like looney Lovegood nor carrot top pretty Weasley won't be saving his arse today" the Athletic one mentioned with sinister lacing his voice, as the other nodded in agreement, "What do you say boys should we come and say hi to our fellow herbolodork of a friend, I see he's got a bouquet there with him… wonder who it's for" the vain one laughs mockingly as all the others did as well, in unison before finally getting up out of their seat and make their way over to the nervous wreck of a boy sitting alone. Neville had finally finished his breakfast, and as he tossed his dirty plates aside still waiting for Cielo, he looked desperately and impatiently over the grand entrance of the great hall, just hoping that everything is going according to plan but of course, things are about to go downhill. "Longbottom haven't seen you in a while mate" The athletic one greets him by putting a gentle hand on his left shoulder which forces Neville to look away from the entrance and face the familiar voice and laughs trailing behind him.

"U-Uhm what can I h-help you guys with?" Neville stammered scared for his well-being, the boys sat around him, some by his sides and some across from him. "Oh relax Longbottom we're not going to do anything to you, just wanted to have a chat" the pudgy one explained with slight wickedness in his voice, Neville was reluctant but he nodded trying to keep the letter hidden, but unfortunately he couldn't keep the bouquet of roses away as it was larger. "Oh, I see you got a bouquet of roses. are they for someone special? perhaps miss Y/L/N?" The vain one smiles at Neville, trying to hide his evil side, Neville shook his head but then "Hmm are you sure mate? you don't need to lie to us, it's fairly obvious, you stare at her for hours it feels like. I mean I don't blame you but still" the tall one added, Neville felt trapped, he couldn't breathe properly as he takes a quick scan of all the guys sitting around him while they show off their best most sincere smile, after a while he nodded, admitting to them that yes these are in fact for Cielo, soon all of them started sharing amused glances.

"Oh well, why don't we help you? I heard she loves pumpkin juice, maybe you can get up out of your chair once you see her come in, take the bouquet along with you and a goblet full of fresh pumpkin juice, then you can ask if she'd like to have breakfast with you this morning. then we can leave you be" the weird looking one suggested, the others nod in agreement and hyped the weird looking one with his brilliant idea. Neville paused and think to himself about this, he is right after all she loves pumpkin juice and what could honestly go wrong? so he did just that and filled up an empty goblet filled with pumpkin juice as the boys sit chattering quietly amongst themselves waiting for Cielo's arrival, and about 5 minutes later there she was, she couldn't have looked more beautiful as her hair was styled in a single braid with a red ribbon tied into a bow holding her hair together eyes glue down on a 'one thousand magical herbs and fungi' a Herbology textbook, she seems to be distracted, a perfect opportunity to mess up Neville chance don't you think.

One of the boys signals Neville that you've arrived and to be ready to get up out of his seat and walk towards you, "Good luck Longbottom she's going to love those roses, that's her favorite after all" one of the other boys mentioned. Neville nodded and steady himself before walking over to you, once he got close enough, 5 of those awful boys knew where this is about to go, soon one of them whip their wands out and pointed at Neville ready to go, meanwhile, Neville tried his best not to look so nervous and grip on the goblet full of pumpkin goodness tightly making sure he doesn't spill, and hold the bouquet close to him as he watched Cielo's beautiful yet highly focused face still glued down on that book not watching where she was going. As he got closer and closer he tried to greet her saying "H-hi…" before "Impedimenta" as one of the wicked boys who held his wand out, cast the tripping jinx onto Neville's foot, and as time will have it 'Thud' followed by 'Clank!' dropped loudly catching all the students inside the great hall's attention.

After what felt like a pause, laughter started to roar all over the place from every student inside the big room, including those 5 Gryffindor boys. They were having the time of their life watching Neville display a look of sheer horror on his face, looking up from the ground and realizing that he'd not only managed to fall straight on his face, and got the bouquet ruined since he dropped it, but he also managed to spill all the Pumpkin juice inside the Goblet all over Cielo's Gryffindor uniform. Cielo's mouth dropped as she watched her uniform soaked in the orange liquid, and watch as her book lay flat on the ground wet and stained. Cielo's still paused at the messy sight unsure of what to do as everyone else laugh at her and Neville's collision finding it hilarious. After some time Cielo takes a breath before composing herself saying "Whoopsie Daisy, are you alright there Neville?" Cielo asks in the best sympathetic tone she can master at the younger and now highly embarrassed Gryffindor boy.

Neville still displayed that look of sheer horror, only this time he apologized immediately and more times than he actually needs to, "Oh my I'm so sorry Cielo, I-I didn't m-mean t-to do that I-I just wanted to offer you, your favorite drink" he stammered, the stuttering has started to get worse, as slight panic and worried run through his tone as he apologizes to you immensely. Although he expected her to be extremely mad and upset over this incident all she did was smile it away sympathetically, and offer her hand to help him up. "Oh Neville it's alright don't worry about it here let me help you" she offers, a true angel she was, how can somebody be so patient and kind towards somebody who's put them in the most humiliating position ever? she's so kind she could easily pass as Hufflepuff student making Helga Hufflepuff proud.

Neville reluctantly takes your hand, and you pulled him up revealing the height difference between you and Neville, never noticing how short you are next to him. Neville's face was tomato red, he couldn't even look at you, embarrassed of what he has done, as all he can do now is say thank you for the help and apologized countless times repeatedly, in hopes that you don't resent him for this. "Watch where you going next time Longbottom," the tall one shouted as all the other boys laugh along with him. Cielo noticed the yelling and immediately frown before looking over at Neville who was visibly upset and guilty. "Neville let me ask you this, did those guys try and encourage you to walk with a goblet full of pumpkin juice?" Cielo ask in a stern yet questioning tone, it left Neville dumbfounded as he never heard you speak in such a tone, but all he did was looked at you and nodded, shamefaced.

You sigh, not at Neville but at that stupid group of year 6 boys who have finally calmed down and chatted amongst themselves the laughter has begun to die down as people start to get disinterested and class is about to start soon anyways, but after looking down at your messy uniform you finally said it, "Well then… class is pretty much in 5 minutes so I better go down to the lavatory and fix this" Cielo smiled at Neville who's fiddling with his fingers silently, still upset at what happened. She pick her wet book from the ground and kept her thankfully cleaned bag away from the mess by carrying it, and as she was about to say her farewell she noticed minor cuts and scrapes on Neville's forehead area and his left cheek, you'd completely forgotten that he'd managed to fall flat onto his face, and that must have hurt but all he can focus on was apologizing to you and making sure you're okay which you thought was the sweetest most cutest thing Neville has done for you, you knew you always liked Neville, ever since 5th year when you saw him walked around on the shallow parts of the black lake trying to find gillyweed for Harry's 2nd task in the Triwizard tournament or when you saw him all alone happily taking care of the plants inside the greenhouse dancing around to some music on the weekend's, just being himself, he was adorable you thought and he was certainly different from most boys, but you didn't know if he liked you back or not.

You smiled at the tall and herbology-loving boy before reaching to grab his left hand, his eyes shot up, and looked at you in surprise, only to find you smiling. Neville's face was redder than ever but his facial expression manage to soften at your smile, it's almost like you're smiling to ensure him that you're fine and that you forgive him. "Neville, you have some cuts and scrapes on your face do you mind if I fix it for you before class? I promise it won't take too long" you ask in the sweetest tone. Neville nodded face still bright red and a body stiff as a board over how nervous yet excited he was. "Alright then follow me" you instructed him as you lead him out of the great hall hand in hand not seen by anyone. Cielo took Neville into one of the not-so-frequently used girl's lavatories and sat him down on the floor as she takes off her cardigan only to reveal her white collared shirt and Gryffindor tie which also had a bit of orange liquid stained to them, Neville watched you carefully as you try and wipe off a much orange liquid that there is with some toilet paper before pulling out her wand and casting a spell that manage dot get all the orange stain out in minutes, making her uniform look nice and tidy again.

Although Neville can clearly see her uniform is all better now he still has this need to just apologized again one more time. "Cielo I'm so sorry I spilled that juice all over you, I swear I didn't mean to I just tripped out of nowhere" he explained still with guilt lacing around his tone. Cielo put her cardigan back on and tidied herself into a nearby mirror before taking a seat next to the upset-looking boy, "Neville, you've apologized about 10 times now, I think that's enough, isn't it? It's quite alright you know? thank merlin we're witches and wizards it should be an easy fix, and see it didn't stain or anything" Cielo smile sweetly and soon giggled adorably, he was sure his heart was about to beat out of his chest if he dares to move a muscle, he couldn't quite comprehend how kind and attractive she was, everything he had seen or heard of her around the school was true, he was the best a girl can truly get, a goddess in his eyes. she takes a quick look at the minor cuts and scrapes before pulling out her wand and performs a nonverbal healing spell on to Neville's face and watched them disappear, after it did Cielo ran her thumb across his left cheek and forehead making sure that it all healed properly.

Her touched hitch Neville's breathe she was so close to his face that he can see just how soft her lips look, and how much he wanted to experience that softness with his lips, after making sure it was all good Cielo smiled again, and told Neville to look in the mirror nearby, he did just that and his eyes shot up like dear in headlights, it was gone, and there was no visible mark on his face, he smiled happily and turned to look at you. "Thank you, Cielo but how? Healing charms are such difficult spells to perform, you did it so perfectly" Neville compliment you with his cute and genuine smile, the stuttering flying out the window. His words left a visible pink hue on your cheeks as you couldn't make sudden eye contact with him, "Oh well thank you, Neville, my father's a healer you see, he works at St. Mongos hospital so he made sure to teach me some healing spells over the summer, and I've just learned a nonverbal one like this recently so I'm glad I got to show and perform it on someone" you explained smiling.

Neville was happier than ever chuckling after finding out how talented you are, until he looked over the ruined bouquet of roses that was sitting right next to Cielo's wet and sticky herbology textbook, by then he frowns. Cielo noticed the sudden silence that falls between them however and got up to check on Neville. "Are you alright Neville? is something bothering you?" you ask laying a gentle hand on his left shoulder, he nodded in disappointment and has a sudden bluntness to him, that he gave you an honest reason as to why he was upset. "Those roses are meant for you, I knew how much you loved roses. I had a solid plan, I wanted to ask you something and I thought it'd be nice too but of course, something bad has to happen and I had to be gullible enough to listen to those bullies and filled a whole goblet with pumpkin juice and walk over to you when I should've just waited for you to sit down for breakfast and offer you some." Neville hadn't realized but he's been ranting nonstop, he wasn't supposed to reveal all of that but there he goes.

Cielo paused as she studied Neville's defeated face before looking over at the not-so-badly ruined bouquet and picked up her wand and handed it over to herself, she smiled at it and thought about how precious Neville was getting this for her, Cielo might not know the reasons why he went out of his way to get her such beautiful flowers but she loved it, and without a second thought, she got on her tippy toes and placed a soft kiss on to Neville right cheek, leaving him love-struck. "Neville I love them they're beautiful thank you" Cielo appreciated with pink hues still apparent on her cheek, after the kiss Neville looked over with a joyful glow and smile on his face as you did and vice versa, neither of you had seen this and coming, but it sure graved this memory deep into both of your minds forever. "Well we should probably get going we've been here awhile and we don't want to miss any more class time than we already have" you suggested, you didn't want to leave, you wanted to stay with Neville but school was indeed important.

He nodded and as you were about to turn away and leave he calls out after you. "Cielo wait" you paused and looked back at Neville, "Yes?" you answered softly, "I have something for you" he mentioned rummaging through his robes to find an envelope, an envelope containing the letter he's written for her. Neville handed it over confidently and watched as the smile stays on your face, as you accept the envelope from his hand. "Promise me you'' read it when you have the chance and get back to me with your answer?" he asked in hesitation, you smile brightly at Neville, nodded, and kiss him on the cheek one last time, before saying "I will have a good class, Nev, I'll see you at lunch" Cielo farewelled rushing out to get to her class still so excited to read what's inside the letter leaving Neville Longbottom the happiest guy in the world.

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Neville Longbottom X fem.Reader

A/N: I love Neville. And I will never... NEVER understand people, who don´t like him! >:0 He is so babygirl, how can someone hate him, what the hell!? QwQ Warning: fem.Reader, super fluff, shy Neville, shy Reader, A dress is specified (F/N) = Friend name Summary: You have to prepare for the ball and in the rehearsal class Neville asked you to dance. In the short time you have found a real interest in him and you hope that you can dance together at the ball.

The dress, that the Reader will wear (instead of red, you can just choose your fav. colour<3): (Credit: from Pinterest)!!!

PoV (Y/N):

All fourth years should gather to discuss something with Professor McGonagall. Nobody knew what was going on, everyone was focused on the tournament. We were divided into girls and boys. The boys sat on one side of the room and the girls on the opposite side. In the middle stood Professor McGonagall and she said something.

I looked at her, yawning, trying to stay awake. My best friend (F/N) pushed me and I watched confused as Ron Weasley and the professor danced together. We looked at each other for a moment before chuckling quietly and holding back from laughing out loud. ,, Gentlemen! Don’t be so shy, ask the lady to dance!” Professor McGonagall suddenly shouted loudly.

As if on command, we girls stood up and looked at the boys. However, they remained seated and acted as if they had not heard McGonagall's request. Grinning, I looked at my best friend, who returned my grin. ,, And? Who do you think will question you?” I asked her. “Do you mean now, or at the ball?” "I mean now, you idiot. We won’t be going to the dance floor at the ball anyway.” My best friend sighed loudly and rolled her eyes

But suddenly we saw someone from the boys side get up. It was Neville. Neville Longbottom. I knew him because accidents were always happening to him, but we weren't friends. Even though he looked incredibly good with long hair. He swallowed hard before walking towards the girls. "Maybe he'll ask you." My best friend giggled and nudged me. I hissed quietly in annoyance before looking away. But as soon as I looked away, she nudged me again.

At first I wanted to look at her angrily, but then I saw Neville in front of me. He held out his hand and looked at me nervously. I felt everyone looking at us and I had to swallow hard too. Humming, I nodded and took his hand gently. He immediately grinned widely and we slowly started dancing. Thanks to Neville, a few more boys now dared to ask the girls about dancing and after 5 minutes everyone was dancing with someone. Ron was also fortunately let go by McGonagall and he asked a girl to dance with him.

While I danced with Neville, we either looked deeply into each other's eyes or at our feet. I had my hand on his shoulder and he had his on my hip. He was so gentle that his fingers barely touched me, he was either afraid to touch me or incredibly respectful. But from what I thought of Neville, it was probably both.

When the dance lesson was over, we were sent to our rooms. As homework we should continue practicing the dance steps. My best friend and I went back to our room and we talked. "Don't you want to study, (Y/N)? Your husband is just waiting to dance with you again.” (F/N) was just teasing me. My face was very flushed and I hissed loudly as she kept teasing me about Neville. I wasn't ashamed to dance with him, but there was no need to pick on it either. "Your dance partner wasn't any better." I rolled my eyes as (F/N) protested.

Even though I didn't want to admit it, I really had fun dancing with Neville. He made sure I didn't lag behind, had respect and always looked at me lovingly. And his long hair, I could fall in love with it! I would love to run my fingers through them and scratch his head. Just the thought made me blush and cough loudly, making my best friend look shocked. But then she grinned widely. "Oh my Merlin…! You have a crush on Neville?!” She suddenly shouted loudly.

Panicked, I slapped my hand over her mouth and looked at her sternly. "Shh! Scream louder and maybe the Muggles will hear you!” I admonished her before removing my hand. (F/N) put her hand to her mouth and she looked at me in shock. But happily shocked, I wasn't expecting that to be honest. "Neville!? Ok, wow…! I never thought he was your type!” "I-I think there's something you don't understand…!" My best friend looked at me teasingly, which only made me blush even redder. Coughing, I got up and went to the door of our room. "I-I'm going to take a bath now…!"

Only two days left before the ball. And still no one had asked me. (F/N) was lucky enough to go with Dean. I was happy for her, but somehow disappointed that I hadn't been asked yet. In fact, my parents even sent me a dress that looked just perfect. I liked it a lot, but what good would a great dress do if I wasn't even going to be invited to the ball?

Sighing, I walked through the halls of Hogwarts and looked around a bit. This school was really beautiful, even though we never really had a quiet year until now. But that was kind of magical about it. I was lost in my thoughts until… "(Y/N)!" Someone suddenly called out my name. I was thrown out of my thoughts and I looked towards the direction my name came from. George and Fred ran towards me, holding Neville's hands. Overwhelmed, I looked at all three as they stopped in front of me and looked at me. Well, Neville looked down more because he had to take a deep breath. George and Fred looked at me and grinned. Not wanting to be rude, I returned her grin with a slight smile.

"Hello, George… Fred… Neville…" "(Y/N), we have here…" Fred began. "... A person who wants to ask you something." George finished the sentence. It was always amusing to hear how they spoke and never made any mistakes. The power of the twins. They both pointed at Neville, who just looked at me nervously. His cheeks were very flushed and he couldn't look me in the eyes. Slightly curious, but also confused, I tilted my head and I looked at him. "Yes, Neville? You want to ask me something?”

"A-ah…! Y-yeah… well I, um…” He stuttered more than he had to. I grinned at him, amused, but in a loving way. My heart beat much faster and my cheeks also turned red. In the background I heard the twins laughing and making bets, which also made me grin slightly. Neville took a deep breath before looking me seriously in the eyes. "P-please go to the ball with me! If no one has asked you yet, of course…” He murmured the last sentence quietly.

Giggling, I nodded slightly and went over to him to ruffle his hair. I stroked them out of his face and I looked at him lovingly. Goosebumps appeared on my skin and I took a deep breath. It felt even better than I imagined. "I would like to go to the ball with you, Neville…" I then whispered quietly before giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking away. I staggered to the twins again before making my way to my room.

In this one I laughed as hard as I could. My roommates tried to call a teacher to calm me down, but I calmed down again by myself. Well, I had stopped laughing anyway. So I now had a date to the ball with Neville. Somehow I was really happy, but I was also very nervous. In such a short time, the most innocent person in the world had me wrapped around his finger without even wanting it.

The day of the ball had come. I had my dress on and matching make-up too. (You can think of what your hairstyle looks like yourself). I nervously walk with my best friend to the Great Hall, where Neville and Dean were waiting for us. Both wore suits and talked to each other. Neville had even done his hair. ,, Good luck." (F/N) and I whispered to each other again before the two boys saw us.

Dean and Neville grinned widely and they both walked over to us so they could take our hands. (F/N) bowed slightly to Dean, just as he bowed to her, before they went to the Great Hall. I smiled sweetly at Neville as he bowed to me and gently kissed my fingertips. Chuckling, I bowed slightly as well and I squeezed his hand gently. "Shall we go?" Neville just nodded at my question and we walked into the Great Hall.

It was beautiful inside the great hall. Everything was beautifully decorated and there were lots of different people walking around with beautiful clothes. Neville and I stood at the edge so that the competitors in the tournament could dance first. We were silent but listened to the music. "Y-you look… great in this dress… w-well you always look great, but especially in this dress…" Neville whispered to me. His words made my heart flutter and I smiled softly at him. "Thank you… the suit look also very good on you…" I then replied and laughed quietly.

Neville grinned at me briefly before looking forward again. The first couples went to the dance floor and started dancing to the music. We watched them briefly before I looked at Neville. Neville looked at me softly and I gave him a small nod, telling him we could dance too. You could practically see the joy in Neville's eyes, which made me smile.

On the dance floor, he gently placed his hand on my hip and I placed mine on his shoulder. Our other two hands held each other and we slowly started dancing. Somehow I regretted that I hadn't taken this homework and practicing dancing seriously, because my fear of stepping on Neville's toes was getting bigger and bigger. Without noticing, I was staring at our shoes so I wouldn't step on his feet. Neville seemed to notice this and looked at me worriedly. ,, (Y/N)…? Are you okay?” His question made my head snap up. My face was bright red and I was stuttering something to myself. "Um…! Yes! I'm sorry…! I-I… I don't want to step on your toes, to be honest…" I then admitted quietly.

Neville chuckled softly before looking at me. "We're students, (Y/N)… we can make mistakes… a-and if you step on my toes, it won't hurt…" His words actually calmed me down a little and I sigh softly. I hadn't even realized I was holding my breath. "B-but I want to look at you… while we dance… please…?" His request melted me and I looked at him dreamily for a moment. Smiling, I then nodded and I laughed quietly. "Ok… I'm sorry…" "Everything's ok, (Y/N)… let's just have a great time…"

The whole evening was just great. The music slowed down and more and more people left the dance floor. There were maybe only 7 couples left in the area, and two of them were Dean and (F/N) and Neville and me. Neville and I had chatted for a bit before getting closer. Neville had both his hands on my waist and I had mine wrapped around his neck. I laid my head on his chest and we both closed our eyes and relaxed. "(Y/N)… may I ask why you wanted to dance with me…?" Neville suddenly asked quietly. I opened my eyes again and looked up at him.

"You asked me if I wanted to go to the ball with you… and…" I shyly played with his collar slightly before smiling at him. It didn't do me any good to hide anything, especially from Neville. His puppy eyes made me soften and all I could do was tell him the truth. "… I've really taken a liking to you since the first dance lesson with you…" My words made Neville blush and he looked at me in shock. He stopped and looked deep into my eyes. He was probably looking for some hint of lie in my eyes, but he couldn't find any. My eyes were full of honesty and love as I looked into his eyes.

"Y-you… like me…? So in the sense of… you love me…?” He then asked again. His uncertainty made me laugh a little, but I also nodded slightly. "Yes… I love you, Neville…" I then confessed to him and I looked lovingly into his eyes. It was as if we were the only people in the room. He also looked deep into my eyes before leaning towards me. "C-can I kiss you…?" He then whispered quietly. He had already closed his eyes slightly, so turning him away now would break his heart. ,, It would be a honour to me…" I then accepted his question with a grin.

The next moment I felt Neville's lips on my lips and I closed my eyes in relaxation. I happily stood on my tiptoes and sighed relaxedly against his lips. Neville's grip around my waist tightened, but it remained loving and respectful. When we pulled away from each other, we looked deep into each other's eyes. "I love you too, my rose…" He then murmured softly against my lips. His words made me grin and I pressed my lips to his again.

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Pillow fight with best friend Draco 🥺 like really goofy, much tension and really fluffy with a romantic ending

Omg, thank you so much for that request, I really, really loved it. I had much fun writing it, and I hope you will enjoy reading it as well. So, nearly 4000 words almost complete fluff; here we go.

Pillow Wars

A small giggle escaped your throat as you watched your best friend desperately trying to get rid of the Stinksap, the Mimbulus mimbletonia had just squirted on his robe. The smell was absolutely awful and you were pretty sure you wouldn’t get it off your nose for at least a few days, but the face Draco pulled while he tried to take off his robe, carefully, so he wouldn’t get in touch with any of the Stinksap, was absolutely worth it.

When he had finally got rid of his robe, he tossed it away from him, still wrinkling his nose in disgust. When he saw you leaning against the table next to him, arms crossed and an amused smile playing around your lips, he frowned at you.

“What´s so funny?”

You quickly tried to relax your face, making it look compassionate.

“Nothing, I have no idea what you are talking about.”

Still, you couldn’t help the smirk, still visible in your voice.

“Oh yeah, have fun while I suffer. Such a great friend.”, Draco huffed.

You rolled your eyes. Draco was for sure one of the most dramatic people you had ever met. But even though sometimes it was a bit annoying, you just loved his theatrical way, which was most of the time absolutely hilarious.

And that was probably the best way to describe Draco Malfoy in general. Objectively, he wasn’t perfect, probably far from it, but to you he was. Even though he got on your nerves rather often when he bragged about his family or made fun of other students, thinking he was something better, you loved the boy unconditionally. He and you had been best friends ever since you could remember. Even before you attended Hogwarts, you had spent much time together, but since both of you were sorted into Slytherin, you got inseparable. He was your best friend, and you were his. You shared your secrets, the sweets your parents send you from home, your homework and when it was storming outside and you got scared, he also shared his bed with you, so you could curl up next to him and he could hold you, assuring you, everything would be just fine. There was no other person in this world you loved as much as Draco and you knew this would never change. And he had promised you, that he felt the same. It was just the two of you against the world.

But that for sure didn’t mean, that you couldn’t laugh at him when he got in such an entertaining situation. So you just smiled at him cheekily.

“I´m not just great, I´m the best.”

Now Draco couldn’t help but smile as well.

“You are for sure.”, he said, not being able to act as if he was mad at you, now that you smiled up at him so sweetly.

Your grin only grew bigger at his words.

“That’s all I wanted to hear.”, you said and finally took pity on the boy in front of you.

While you took over taking care of the Mimbulus mimbletonia, Draco watched your movements closely, glancing at you from the side. You finished the job without any other incidents. Then you wiped your earthy hands on your robe and puffed your chest proudly.

“Wasn’t even that hard, was it?”

“Obviously, if even Longbottom can do it.”, Draco muttered as he stared at the other side of the room, where Professor Sprout was just praising Neville Longbottom for his amazing work.

You raised an eyebrow.

“Why didn’t you do it then?”

“Didn’t want you to get bored.”, your friend answered.

“Obviously. And you even sacrificed your robe for it.”

Draco nodded.

“See? I´m a great friend too.”, he smirked.

“You´re not just great, you´re the best.”

“Seems like we found each other then, didn’t we?”, Draco said, nudging your shoulder.

“We did for sure.”, you mirrored his smile.

“Could the two of you stop flirting so we can finally leave?”, a deep voice interrupted you

Draco turned around and gave the boy who was standing only a meter away a deadly glare.

“Just shut it Blaise.”, he hissed.

You felt your cheeks redden. You hated it when your friends said such things. Everyone knew Draco and you were just friends. But they also knew how embarrassed you got whenever someone implied that there might be more going on between the two of you. And so they loved to tease you about it, enjoying to see, how defensive Draco got and you blushing and getting quiet. You didn’t even know why it bothered you that much. You knew it was ridiculous and that things were just the way they were supposed to be between you, but still, whenever you saw Draco denying firmly that you were anything but friends, you felt a strange stinging in your heart. Sometimes you got the feeling, that he was making sure, no one would mistake his platonic love for you for a romantic one. For some reason, you had often thought about why he wanted to ensure that and the most plausible explanation that came to your mind was that he probably would be embarrassed to have you as his girlfriend. He had assured you that this wasn’t the reason, that he just didn’t want anyone to make you feel uncomfortable, but what made you way more uncomfortable than people mistaking you for Draco´s girlfriend was him making sure they wouldn’t.

“Then what are you waiting for?”, you interrupted the bickering of the two boys and grabbed your stuff, before you left the greenhouse along with the other students.

You buried your face in your hands and groaned quietly. This week had been a tough one. You have had so many exams and deadlines, you didn’t even know how you had managed to keep up with them. Now there was only one essay left, you had to finish, and then you would be done for the next few weeks. But the task Professor Snape had given you, was nearly impossible to manage. So you went to Draco´s dorm, hoping he might be able to help you since he wasn´t Professor Snape´s favourite student for no reason, but because -if he was willing to learn- he was actually great in his classes. But your best friend had already finished his essay and even if he had claimed he was willing to help you, he wasn’t exactly helpful right now. While you were sitting on his desk, desperately trying to fill the pell in front of you with words that actually made sense, he was lying on his bed, training his reflexes with a ping-pong ball you had gotten him -even though Draco didn’t quite understand the purpose of the original muggle game- and from time to time he answered some of your questions. But he seemed to listen with only one ear since his answers were more than just tenuous and the sounds the ball made any time he fell on the ground, even though Draco got it back with a quick swish of his wand since he was too lazy to get up, got on your nerves.

“C´mon (Y/n), it isn’t even that difficult.”, he said, after spending nearly two hours watching you cramming.

“It would be way easier if you wouldn’t distract me the entire time.”, you huffed.

“You came here, so why don’t you just finish that bloody essay and come here?”

There was nothing you would rather do, but it was easier said than done.

“I came here so you would help me. If I would have wanted someone to waste my time with I could´ve also stayed with Pansy.”, you hissed.

The last week had recked your nerves and the last thing you needed now was Draco to do the same. And he seemed to sense it because with a sigh he sat up and came over to you.

“Let´s finish that damn thing then, so you can finally start wasting your time again.”

And with Draco´s focus completely on you and your essay, it didn’t even take you half an hour to finish it. You made the last point with that much enthusiasm, small spots of ink splashed over the parchment before you dropped the quill and leant back in your chair.

Draco eyed you from the side, a small smile creeping on his face as he saw the satisfied grin on yours.

“If Professor Snape won´t be content with this I will hex him on the damn mars.” You sighed. “Merlin, I really love you Draco, you know that? Without you, I would be working on this till next week.”

The grin on Draco´s face only grew wider, as he questioningly raised an eyebrow. But you didn’t notice, got up from the chair and with a few steps you walked over to Draco´s cosy bed and fell onto the soft mattress.

“Now that I´m finally done with all that stuff, I won´t get up for the next few weeks.”, you declared fervently.

Draco got up as well and lay down next to you.

“You might as well correct me if I´m wrong, but don’t you have your own dorm?”

“I do.”, you answered. “But it´s not nearly as comfy as in here. And besides,”, you added and moved closer to Draco. The boy wrapped his arm around you, as you huddled up next to him. “you are not there.”

Draco just hummed in response and pulled you even closer. You closed your eyes and inhaled his scent. There was no place on earth you felt as safe as here. In Draco´s bed, curled up in his arms. If you would have the possibility, you would have probably stayed here forever. You highly doubted that there was anything out there in this world, that could keep up with this place. It always felt like this when you were with Draco but here you felt even more protected, being marooned in your own little world.

When Draco slowly started stroking your hair, you felt some shivers running down your spine. You loved that side of Draco. He was so much more caring than anyone else would ever suspect. And the fact that you were the only person who he showed this side and was able to also be vulnerable sometimes, made you feel somehow special and just incredibly loved. There was nothing in this world you would ever want to change that feeling for.

As you listened to his steady heartbeat, his hands tangled in your hair, you quickly started to relax and you would have probably easily fallen asleep, if at some point Draco wouldn’t have let out a small chuckle.

Confused you lifted your head a bit and squinted at the boy next to you.

“What is it?”

“Nothing.”, Draco quickly said, a bit too quick to be true and the amusement in his voice was still visible.

You slowly sat up again and glared down at him.

“You better tell me Malfoy.”, you threatened.

Draco raised his eyebrows as he heard you using his last name. Both of you knew you weren’t actually threatening him, but also both of you knew you wouldn’t give in that easily, now that you wanted to know.

“I told you it is nothing.”, he chuckled.

“Is that so?”

“And if there would be something, it wouldn’t be any of your business.”, he grinned.

You gasped in fake indignant.

“None of my business?”

“Exactly.”

“You know you got no privacy when it comes to me, don’t you?”, you joked.

Draco rolled his eyes playfully.

“I know, you´re running after me like some lost puppy ever since I could remember.”

“I´m running after you? You´re running after me!”, you laughed.

“If you say so. Now come back here.”, he said, extending his arm, to welcome you again.

For a moment you wanted to give in, but then you realized what he was trying to do.

“You still didn’t tell me.”, you frowned.

“Told you what?”, Draco acted the innocent.

“Why you were laughing.”

“Told you it was none of your business.”

The pillow in his face, hit him blindsided. Draco stared up at you in disbelief.

“Lying to your friends always has consequences.”, you said with a shrug of your shoulders.

Draco took a deep breath.

“I didn’t lie to you, I just told you, you don’t have to know.”, he clarified.

“That’s the same.”, you stated.

“It isn’t.”

The next pillow, he saw coming, catching it with ease. His gaze flickered from you, grinning at him cheekily, to the pillow in his hands.

Slowly he sat up, and the grip around the pillow tightened, as he looked deep into your eyes.

“Don´t you dare to tell me I didn’t give you a chance to quit afterwards.”, he said in a low voice.

And even though you had known your friend for long enough to know what he had in mind, he somehow managed to catch you off guard, as the pillow raced towards you.

You were breathing franticly and according to the feathers swirling all around you at least one of the pillows in Draco´s bed had lost its life in the war you had started, the latest when you had thrown the second pillow at Draco. Now you were standing in front of the boy, your hands clenched around the last intact pillow that hadn’t gotten lost under the bed or on the other side of the room. Your gaze was fixed on Draco, who was panting as heavily as you.

“You better give up now (Y/n). It´s my last warning.”, he squeezed out.

His voice sounded serious and his whole body was tensed, ready to attack you once more. The picture in front of you might have been threatening if it wasn’t for the childish sparkle in Draco´s eyes, making the grey shine lighter than usual, so they almost look silvery.

“You wish.”, you countered.

Suddenly, Draco made a quick movement towards you. You expected him to grab the pillow. So you lunged for the devastating punch, ready to go out of this battle as the undefeated winner, but Draco had different plans. Instead of reaching for the pillow, he tackled you, making you fall onto his bed behind you. The collision made the last bit of oxygen leave your lungs and while you gasped for air, Draco got on top of you. In a quick movement, he pinned your hands above your head, holding you still with one hand, while the other one easily pilfered the pillow out of your hands.

You tried to gain control again, but Draco was much stronger than you and there was no way you would get out of this situation on your own. Your gaze wandered to the desk on the other side of the room, where your wand was lying. There was no way to get there. But maybe if you would gather enough concentration, you would be able to…

“Don’t even think about it love.”, Draco stated as he followed your gaze. “Why don’t you just admit that I won?”

“Never!”, you panted, before starting a last weak attempt to escape from Draco´s grip, but he held on to you firmly.

You had to admit that the situation was quite unpromising now, so you closed your eyes and let your head sink back on the mattress, trying to stabilize your breath again.

“So?”

You opened your eyes and saw Draco grinning down at you smugly. His eyes were now shining even brighter than they used to and his hot breath hit your face as he leant above you. For some reason, you felt your heartbeat quicken, even though you had expected it to slow down, now, that the fight was over.

“Alright.”, you huffed. “You won. But there´s going to be a next time, so you better watch out.”

Draco chuckled.

“I wouldn’t expect anything else from you.”

Now a small chuckle escaped your throat as well. You glanced up at the boy still hovering above you. When your gaze met his, there was something in his eyes you had never seen before. An intensity, making you shiver.

You suddenly realized how close he was. It wasn’t like you had never been this close before, but somehow it felt different this time. You could feel his body pressing against yours, could feel the grip around your arms for some reason tighten instead of letting go of you. Draco´s face was only a few centimetres away from yours. His chest was rising and lowering at a quick pace, as it nearly touched yours. A few strands of his normally so neatly styled hair were hanging down, his lips were slightly parted. The colour of Draco´s normally pale cheeks was now rosy due to the physical activity before. You let your eyes wander for a few seconds, taking in all the small details of him you had always seen but for some reason never really noticed. When your gaze wandered back to his eyes again, you saw him doing just the same, letting his gaze wander from one feature of your face to the next. He stared at your lips a little longer, wetting his own with his tongue unintentionally as he did so. When his eyes drifted back to yours, you were completely hypnotized by them, wondering how you could have never seen how beautiful your best friend was.

But was that actually what Draco was? You had never really questioned the relationship between the two of you, except when it was to justify it in front of others. But you had never thought about it for your own sake. You had always been friends, you had just taken it the way it was, never wondering if there might be some other feelings playing into the deep connection the two of you had. But right now, that you were staring into his eyes, your whole world somehow began to crumble. It wasn’t like you suddenly saw him in a different light, Draco was the same person he had been an hour ago; but the world around you wasn’t. Everything you had been through, the adventures, all the times you spend laughing, all the times you spend cuddling, even the rare occasions when you had been fighting. It all felt like it had led to this moment. A moment when you realized that Draco was for sure your best friend, but maybe also more. Maybe he had always been, but maybe he was becoming it at this very moment. You weren’t quite sure about it. All you knew was that you had never seen as clearly as you did now. You loved Draco. Not just in the way a friend loved someone. You loved him in a way, you had never loved someone else and in a way, you probably would never love someone else again. You didn’t just love Draco. You were in love with him.

And just as you came to that realisation, Draco bend down a little bit more, the tip of his nose now nearly touching yours.

“So you love me, mhh?”, he said in a teasing voice.

You held your breath. Had you just said your thoughts out loud?

“I… I… What?”

Draco let out a low chuckle.

“What you had said before. When you had finished the essay. You told me you´d love me.”

You let out a small sigh of relief. That´s what this all had been about. And your thoughts were still safe with you. You smiled as well.

“I think I do. I really think I love you.”

You weren’t quite sure what you were referring to right now. Your unintentional confession when you had just been thankful for his help, or the thoughts that were now racing in your mind, making your heart beat faster. But there was no way Draco knew about this small uncertainty. Still, he mirrored your smile.

“You love me.”, he echoed.

Then, before you could even realize what was happening, he closed the gap between the two of you and gently pressed his lips on yours. You easily gave in to his touch, relaxing immediately.

But the heavenly feeling only lasted a few seconds, before he abruptly pulled away again, sitting up and loosening the grip around your wrists. You blinked up at the boy, pleasantly surprised by the kiss but utterly confused about the sudden interruption.

“(Y/n), I… shit I´m sorry… I didn’t mean to…”

“Draco I…”

“No, you don’t have to say anything. I ruined it. I just thought you… When you told me you loved me, I thought you…”

“Do you love me Draco?”, you asked, lifting your body slightly from the mattress, resting on your elbows.

Draco looked at you, confused why you hadn’t shied away yet or scolded him for his behaviour. Instead, you just looked up at him with big, serious eyes, even though he could have sworn he could see a small smile playing around your lips.

“Do you?”, you asked him once more.

Draco was too stunned to speak. He just nodded.

The smile on your face only grew wider.

“I love you too.”, you said, your voice shaking slightly.

But Draco shook his head.

“No (Y/n), I don’t think you understand. I love you. Like love love not like like love. Not like a friend. I… I love you.”, Draco tried to explain, pretty sure you had got him wrong. There was no way you would feel the same way for him as he did for you.

But you knew exactly what he meant. And when you heard him say those words, while he barely dared to look you in your eyes, it made you wonder how you couldn’t have seen it before.

“I love you too.”, you repeated.

Draco looked at you, narrowing his eyes as if he was still sure you had misinterpreted his words.

“Like love love. Not like like love.”, you clarified.

Slowly, a smile started to spread across the boy’s face, making yours only widen.

“I love you.”, you whispered again.

“I love you too.”, Draco responded.

You smiled at each other stupidly. And while Draco cupped your face with his hands, tracing with his thumb over your lips, you raised a hand to finally brush those strands out of his face, before your hand continued to travel down to his neck. And when his lips brushed against yours once again, there was no interruption. You just felt your body giving in to his touch once more, while you let yourself fall onto the mattress again, Draco still hovering over you.

And when he pulled back this time, you were panting anew and your lips were slightly swollen.

“Do you have any idea for how long I wanted to do this?”, Draco asked you.

You shook your head in response. You really had no idea. Until this day, you would have called everyone who would have told you, you would end like this today, completely out of their mind, but now that you were lying here, it felt like it had never been any other way. And you were absolutely sure, you would never want things to change ever again.

And when Blaise opened the door to his dorm about an hour later, he saw Draco and you still lying on Draco´s bed, holding each other close, while he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. And when he saw Draco placing a small kiss on your forehead first, before you pulled him into an actual kiss, he closed the door quietly again, making his way back to the common room, with a smug smile on his face, even though he made a small note in his head that he would have to ask Draco what in Merlin´s name happened to his pillows when he would get the chance.

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shortandslytherin · 10 months

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Okay but set during Halfblood Prince! Female pronouns, Ravenclaw reader.

The reader is friends with Rolf, Luna, and Hannah. Rolf and Luna are the couple goals of the friend group. Also the reader is crushing on Neville, who secretly has a crush on her. Hannah is more focused on school than dating. Meanwhile, Seamus can't get a date to save his life and Dean starts dating Ginny. The reader, Dean, and Seamus start a little folk band (yk kinda like that Ed Sheeran song Galway Girl) and she starts dating Seamus because she doesn't think Neville is interested. You decide if it ends in fluff or angst.

Galway Girl (Neville Longbottom x Female Ravenclaw!Reader x Seamus Finnigan)

Okay so this is a really cute request. Honestly, Neville is 100% my comfort character so this is also kinda sad for me. But let's go!

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Listen to the song while you read. You know, for the vibe. Also I left out some details from the song because I didn't know how to fit them in? So I hope that's okay?

Request: Yes/No

Summary: When all the reader's friends seem to be lucky in love, she feels left out. It seems like even Neville has been on dates with Hannah, who doesn't date. The only person in the same boat as her is Seamus. Dean and Seamus convince their Ravenclaw friend that they should start an Irish band. But does it solve or cause problems, when their friends find out about the little band at a Gryffindor party?

Warnings: Angsty but fluffy?, underage drinking, implication of weed, canon ships, emotional cheating, miscommunication, idiots in love, and also implied Irish reader? (a Galway Girl is a girl from Galway which is in Western Ireland)

It all started about four months ago, Rolf Scamander had asked you advice for a date with a girl he really liked and you gave him advice. You didn't know who Rolf could possibly have a crush on but you were hyper aware of his sudden fascination with your housemate, Luna Lovegood. She was your friend and so was he. The two of them had never been close until they began hanging out four months ago. You hadn't thought much of it until they became your couple goals. They officially started dating after the third date. Everything about their relationship seemed to be like they were always meant to be together. It reminded you of how when you were twelve, you believed in soulmates. But it wasn't long before they realized that their own mutual pining made them blind to the fact that you had a crush on Neville Longbottom for years. They immediately felt bad and made your crush their business. Luna was pretty close with Neville and made sure he spent more time around your small friend group. But you were pretty sure he'd never like you. Hannah Abbott was the only other member of your small friend group and she spent most her time studying. She always said she was much too busy for dating but she also seemed to be rather close with Neville. Actually, the more you thought about it Neville had more friends than you. He was seemingly friends with Harry Potter and his friends. But Neville's closest friends were Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan. But then as of recent due to Luna and Rolf's interference, Neville's friends became yours. The friend group went for from four to seven.....eight when Dean started dating Ginny Weasley last month.

You were trying to get the group together for a group for a Hogsmead e trip but everyone had different plans . Ginny and Dean had a date. Rolf and Luna had a date. Hannah and Neville didn't really say what they were doing but both mentioned the greenhouses so you kind of assumed. So it was just you and Seamus. But it wasn't a date, you were just friends. It was obvious by how this forced date-like atmosphere made you both uncomfortable. So you both just went back to the castle and threw yourselves into studying in the library. After the third time of being ditched by your friends for dates, you guys just knew it was easier to go to the library and study. However, Seamus brought up something this particular time he hadn't brought up before. "Do you like Irish folk music?"

"Who's asking? You or Dean?"

"What?"

"Dean's going through a rough patch with Ginny and she likes Irish folk music."

"Right...thanks. Hey, want to start a band? You, Dean, and me?"

"What do I get out of it?" You raised an eyebrow and Seamus shrugged. "The joy of knowing you helped out a friend or two." The only problem with it was you didn't think Ginny genuinely liked Dean. "No. Tell Dean to find someone else." You got up and walked away.

You'd been dodging Seamus and Dean for days, when they'd finally managed to corner you. You were in the Gryffindor common room looking for Neville. You were ready to finally confront him about his relationship with Hannah. It was irritating enough that you knew Hannah didn't tell you she liked Neville but the least they could do was admit they were together. You could have asked Hannah for the truth but something told you it'd feel more true if you'd heard it from Neville. Maybe you needed closure? However, you didn't find Neville because you ran into his two best friends. "Y/N, I know you think Ginny and I fight a lot." Dean started and you cut in harshly. "You do fight a lot." He took a sharp intake of breath before continuing. "But this isn't just for me. This could be good for all of us. Seamus won't be that Irish kid who can hold his whiskey. We can book gigs and make money. You can finally afford that trip to America you're always talking about." You couldn't help but be a little interested in the idea. "I'll think about it. But you have to make me a promise. Neville can never know I was here today." The two boys looked at each other then back at you before Dean grinned. "We promise, he won't know." You nodded and left the Gryffindor common room.

It was that weekend, the three of you were in the library whispering amongst yourselves about this band of yours. You were secretly passing around a small flask of fire whiskey under the table and sitting at one of the back tables where not many people would sit. "So are we going with trad tunes, newer stuff, or our own music?" You asked with a bit of curiosity gracing your face and Seamus shrugged. "Why not all three? How about instruments? Y/N, you should sing." You frowned. "I can really wanna play the fiddle but in songs where it's not needed I'll sing." Dean nodded. "I can sing most times then because Seamus can't sing worth shit and honestly I think we'll need like a piano." Seamus rolled his eyes. "We'll need some base so Bodhrán? We'll probably sound like shit but at least we'll be ridiculed as friends." Those were the last words said before you guys spent the rest of the Quidditch season doing band practice instead of supporting your Quidditch teams.

You were ecstatic when you heard Gryffindor got the Quidditch Cup but extremely disappointed. They'd beat your team. You quietly walked over to your table in mock shame while the Gryffindors celebrated. You walked over to Neville after the feast and asked if you were invited to the party to celebrate Gryffindor's win. He informed you that he'd thought Seamus or Dean would have invited you since you seemed to be with them a lot lately. There seemed to be a hint of anger in his voice. And you couldn't hold back the vile feeling that built up inside you. "Well excuse me for wanting to actually hang out with my friends. You and Hannah seem to always be at the greenhouse. Luna and Rolf are always together. Dean and Ginny.... they're on a break. And Seamus...well he and I are in the same boat." You quickly walked away catching up with Dean and Seamus. It seemed like your body relaxed almost instantly as you started laughing with them about some inside joke Neville couldn't understand. "She doesn't mean it, you know." He recognized the voice but turned to look anyways. "Yes, she does. She's right. You and I are always together lately. I didn't think about how that must look to our friends until..."

"The girl you like said it?"

"Yeah."

"Back in third year, she said you were her type."

"Do you think I still am?" Hannah shrugged in response to the question. They quietly walked to the Gryffindor common room where the celebration for winning Quidditch Cup was being thrown.

When they got to the common room, Neville saw you chatting with Dean, Seamus, and Ginny. From the looks of it Dean and Ginny made up again. You looked really happy and you had a drink in hand. He turned his attention to Ron, who everyone in Gryffindor was praising, and was shocked by Lavender Brown suddenly kissing him. But he clapped along with everyone else in the room. It didn't even occur to him to care that Harry and Hermione left or that shortly after Lavender and Ron left. It seemed pretty normal behavior. He just went back to watching you with his two best friends. He joined the small group only to notice you were ignoring him. "Seamus, I'll bet 5 gaellons I can beat you at darts." It was shook on and sure enough you won. "Double nothing for pool." He said he conjured up a pool table and you nodded. In agreement to his terms. Sure enough, you beat him. "You owe me 10 gaellons, Finnigan." He rolled his eyes and you smirked. "You know what? You're really cute, I'll excuse your debt." All at once three voices screamed "WHAT?!" All male Gryffindors and your friends. You pulled him into a kiss and kisses him like no one else was there. He didn't know Neville had a crush on you. How could he? Neville was always with Hannah! He pulled you closer and kissed back. It was only a few minutes before he pulled back and you both grinning. "Debt paid." Neville walked away in what looked to be an annoyed state. You cringed but you didn't do it to hurt him. You did it because you felt like you needed a win and whining over a boy with a girlfriend wasn't a win. "Seamus, wanna go to Hogsmeade together sometime?" You asked with a bit of regret and he nodded but didn't seem to know what to say. You knew he usually had a crude sense of humor but in the past few weeks you'd grown so accustom to it.... actually kinda found it funny. And in that same way, grown to rather close to him and Dean. But his sense of humor isn't why you felt regret. It was the brunette boy, who was talking to Luna. Luna looked at you in shock and then shrugged at Neville. She didn't have an explanation and you didn't expect her to.

Neville seemed shocked as Ginny announced that a had a surprise had been arranged for Gryffindor. The music that was playing was stopped while Ginny explained what the surprise was.

You, Seamus, and Dean were singing and playing your instruments to traditional Irish songs. Dean seemed so uncomfortable with how close you and Seamus suddenly were. Neville, Luna, and Rolf sat in a corner talking about this surprise. "I just can't believe it. Just yesterday, she was complaining about how Neville was dating Hannah." Rolf muttered and Neville rolled his eyes. "I'm not. We've just been hanging out in the greenhouse together. We're friends." Luna laughed slightly. "Hannah didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

"Y/N had a crush on you."

"Well Hannah told me that."

"Well... sometimes she hides her feelings."

"What are you trying to say?"

Rolf cut in. "Well, you could ask Y/N or you could retreat over there." He pointed to a group of Gryffindors with a cloud of smoke surrounding them. "And relieve your stress how you usually do." Of course Neville didn't want to confront the girl who just kissed his best friend so he walked over to the group of Gryffindors. They probably got it from his dorm mates anyways. He was actually doing a pretty good job of tuning the little band out. It wasn't until heard the song "Carrickfergus" that he had to look up. He'd heard Seamus play this song a million times over. But he'd never heard it sang so sweet. You were amazing to him.

After awhile, Seamus and Dean had enough and wanted to get back to the party. But you still wanted to sing your heart out. This wasn't for Dean or Seamus. This wasn't for your band. You were doing this for you. You shot back another glass of fire whiskey and were back at it. Except this time you had to sing a capella in and use your feet for a beat. Seamus was amazed at your enthusiasm and couldn't stop calling you his girlfriend to anyone that would listen. Neville, however, was silent. He was memorizing everything about you in this moment. He wanted to have your voice playing on repeat for a week. Any normal person would think you were singing to the boy claiming to be your boyfriend and maybe you should have been. But you weren't. Your heart immediately wanted to reach out to the boy who'd liked since you were like twelve or thirteen. But the part you were unaware of is even this packed room, he would swear on his life you were singing to him. But his hopes and dreams were crushed Cormac McLaggen convinced you to let him play some Weird Sisters and other Wizard Rock music. Seamus immediately grabbed your waist, kissed you on the neck, and then took you by the hand. You smiled at the boy nervously like you didn't know what was happening. He smiled in a way that was actually comforting and said, "Baby, I just want to dance." But the entire time you were dancing with Seamus, you were thinking about Neville.

When the few Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws that showed up had outstayed their welcome, you walked back to your common room with Neville. Luna had convinced Seamus it was safer if Neville took you back since he hadn't drank as much. And if Seamus wasn't so drunk maybe he would have thought about how Luna was going to the same place as you anyway. But he was still shooting back firewhiskey and couldn't think straight. So you were holding hands with Neville as you walked through the corridors.

Come tomorrow you'd be Seamus' girlfriend but tonight you could be Neville's. He smelt of smoke and whiskey. It was so intoxicating but your lungs were full of the cool night air that the stone castle walls let in. You smiled at him and whispered. "I swear I'm gonna put you in a song that I write."

"I'm not Seamus you know."

"That's why it'll be about a Galway Girl and her perfect night."

Neville shook his head in disbelief. He was convinced you wouldn't remember it tomorrow so he spoke words he shouldn't. "Then I guess you're my pretty little Galway Girl."

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azkzaban · 2 years

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Harry Potter x Fem!Reader

short one-shot

angst | WARNING * DEATH *

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Harry kneeled, his whole body trembling.

His shaky hand reached out, rubbing the dust and concrete off her face, his heart aching with each breath. Tears spilled out of his eyes as he looked down at her closed ones.

Looking around, his lips trembled when he realized they were alone.

His eyes squeezed shut as the first sob left his mouth. He fell forward, his hands catching the ground next to her. The broken ground and crumbled wall scraped against him, and he was sure he had multiple cuts on his fingers and palms, but he could barely feel it.

The physical pain was nearly invisible compared to his emotional suffering.

“You’re not,” Harry cried, “You’re not.”

His hand found hers and he shook his head as he looked at her, his eyes closing once more.

She was still warm.

His throat was tight with heartache, and he couldn't swallow it down. He rubbed his thumb against her hand and he leaned down, placing his forehead against hers.

Weak breaths left him as his tears fell on her, making her seem more alive as they moved down her eyes, making his grief become hers.

His grip on her hand tightened as the urge to scream became stronger.

This just seemed so unreal.

The one thing Harry swore to keep from happening, the one thing that kept him up at night, was now real.

Not her, he begged, anyone but her.

Sobs racked through his body as he brought her body to his lap, feeling the warmth slowly leave her.

“It was supposed to be me, not you, never you.”

He held her tightly, his fingers digging into her. He placed his hand on her head, petting her hair as he looked at her through blurry eyes. A loud cry left him

“Please don’t leave me.” he hiccuped.

The words “I love you” left him, over and over again, but they were muffled as he placed wet kisses against her skin. Placing his lips on her forehead, he left a lingering kiss while his body shook.

“I promise,” he wiped his tears off her face, “I’ll be right back, and...” he trailed.

And what?

He didn't know.

Looking down at her peaceful face, he felt a single tear escape once more.

He did know one thing.

Leaning down, he kissed the corner of her mouth.

They won't be separated for long.

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thismessymasterpiece · 2 years

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Make You Mine

Summary - Neville Longbottom is head over heels... some may even say embarrassingly so.

Neville Longbottom x Fem!Ravenclaw!OC (?) This is a shifting story so the “OC” is myself, I do not know if that counts… (Is readable as GN!Reader from any house, however!)

Category - Fluffy as heck!

TW - One mention of Umbridge just existing because she deserves her own warning, written a long time ago (edited recently) so… possibly terrible writing

Please let me know if I missed anything!

Contains - Really corny fluff, do not say I did not warn you now :')

Word Count - 1,095

Author’s Note - Based around the song “Make You Mine” by PUBLIC so I recommend listening to it while reading, if you can :)

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I just managed to sneak away from Umbridge, thanks to the twins. Honestly, I do not know what I would do without them most of the time.

Having just caught a break, I decided to go give a surprise visit to my one and only sunshine. Obviously, I knew exactly where to find him.

As I took my stroll to the greenhouses, I looked around the path, admiring the nature. Hogwarts had such an overlooked beauty. I could not believe how ignorant most people could be, I did not care what you told me, being at Hogwarts was a privilege. I could not understand why some would risk getting pitched out.

If only to remind me of things I should be grateful for, I arrived at the glass door to one of the castle greenhouses only shortly thereafter. Within, I saw my sole source of happiness, bent over a pot on the long wood table inside.

I opened the door and was about to make my presence known when I stopped myself, taking in the scene around me. When I had thought that Neville was simply working on his plants in the comfort of his own silence, I was very clearly mistaken.

Somewhat loud music was playing from no particular, identifiable source, its tone wrapping the room up in a bright and warm aura. Magic, I thought, isn't it beautiful?

The true beauty, though, was coming from the boy standing a little bit in front of me. The boy who still hadn't noticed my being here. I couldn't blame him, necessarily. The music was quite overbearing, not really in a bad way but I was rather quiet in comparison.

I recognized the tune to be from his personal herbology playlist. He was very proud of it but he never let me listen to it. Typically, he noticed when I came in or was expecting me so it was switched off at the moment of my arrival. I had never really known why that was but it was then that I started to pick up on it.

As a new song came on, Neville started humming along to himself. Or, at least he thought he was by himself.

I leaned against a sink near the door with my bag still slung over my shoulder as I watched him and a small grin tugged at my lips.

When the song picked up, he really started to get into it, singing the words and moving around a bit as he went on.

As time progressed, he started twirling and dancing around the room, his head matching his excitement as it bobbed to the music.

I really had to hold my breath so as not to laugh at his passion when he sang into his wand, or makeshift microphone in this case.

"Put your hand in mine, you know that I want to be with you all the time." He sang out. I really couldn't help thinking that he wasn't half bad. Was that just me simping? Perhaps.

My smile only grew as he continued on with, "You know that I won't stop until I make you mine. You know that I won't stop until I make you mine. Until I make you mine."

He was still spinning around and singing, "Put your hand in mine. You know that I want to be with you all the time. Oh, darlin', darlin', baby, you're so very fine." I had started to pick up on why he wouldn't let me listen to this playlist and why he only seemed to listen to it when he was alone in this very greenhouse. It had never crossed my mind that the songs reminded him of me, much less that he got so excited about the thought of me.

I was grinning and most definitely blushing profusely as the song began to wrap up.

Neville really got into it at the very end. He did a pose, still with wand in hand, his fist balled around the handle, the tip pointed towards his mouth, when the music dimmed and slowed down gradually.

"You know that I won't stop until I make you mine." Neville began to finish up, "Until I make you-" he jumped just about six feet in the air as he cut himself off. He had just turned and saw me watching him. In an instant, he had flicked his wand in the air and the room went silent.

"How... uh, how long were you there, Sunflower?" He tripped and fell all over his words.

With a sly smirk on my face, I simply stated, "Long enough."

He turned a deep crimson as he started fiddling with his wand and fingers. It was clear that he didn't want to know when he mumbled, "Meaning?"

"Meaning," I chuckled breathily, "I think you're only more adorable than before." I scratched the side of my head with my wand tip, throwing a convincing look of confusion into my eyes, "Which I didn't really think was possible."

He smiled lightly as he looked at the floor.

I took a few steps closer to the table and dropped my book bag on the surface. As I walked down the significant length of the table towards him, his feet shuffled in embarrassment.

"What? Are you embarrassed, Sunshine?"

He only blushed in response, his eyes now on my shoes which wasn't saying much considering how much shorter I was than him, he might as well just have looked at my face.

I put my dainty pointer finger under his chin and pulled it up so as to allow him a look at my eyes.

"You never told me that you spend so much time thinking about me in here."

He blushed again. I loved how I knew just the way to get him flustered.

"I like that," I added proceeding to go on my tiptoes to try and plant a kiss on the very tip of his nose. I pouted when I came over a foot short. He chuckled a bit.

When I tried again, I made sure not to fail. I grabbed his tie, which had been tucked into his matching uniform vest and slid out effortlessly as I tugged on it, which only gave me more hold on it. I dragged his face towards mine, him not resisting at all, and when he was stooped so far that I could reach while on my very top tiptoes, I landed the kiss. He laughed out loud this time.

"What? I don't give up! You know that."

"Oh, yes. I do. And you know I won't stop until I make you mine."

I chuckled at his little reference to the song he had been rocking with.

"Well, I think you've already got that."

dividers courtesy of the lovely @saradika-graphics and @cafekitsune <3

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nevlogbottom · 1 year

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HELLO! I finally got around to writing about Neville and I'm so excited. my original language is not english so sorry if you don't fully understand (i'm using a translator)

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imajinxnation · 5 months

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Yule Ball

Harry Potter Boys x FEM!READER

SUMMARY // Your yule ball dress and how the boys react to your astounding beauty😘

TW // Fluff, Poly!Fred&George, FEMALE READER..

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Harry Potter

When he first sees you walk into the room, your blood red dress swaying as you walk with confidence, he is stunned into silence. All he can do is give a goofy smile and admire your beauty as speaking is not an option unless he wants to say something embarrassing.

Ron Weasley

Oh Christ.. As soon as he sees you, it takes his brain a minute to fully comprehend the absolute goddess standing in front of him. When he finally snaps out of his daze, he gives this really dumb laugh and smiles, blushing before looking down at the ground, not wanting you to see him looking like a fool.

Cedric Diggory

Once he sees you in this gorgeous, innocent yellow coloured dress, he smiles, his hand out for you to take as he asks you to dance with him. He looks cool and calm on the outside.. but he is screaming on the inside at how flawlessly beautiful you look, and also hoping that he won't embarrass himself tonight.

Neville Longbottom

Most people would probably think he'd be the most foolishly in love out of all the boys, but I disagree. He would smile gently, his eyes lovestruck as always when he sees you. He acts pretty normally around you other than his constant smile. He's not freaking out like the others because, in his eyes, this is how you always look; like a goddess.

Fred & George Weasley

The fact that you look like an Angel next to these to mischevious demons is no coincidence. All three of you have agreed that your their Angel to their Demon. So when they saw you in this pure white dress, they laughed, knowing what you were going for, while also staring at you with so much love in their eyes.

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malfoysbtch · 2 years

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All Yours

Theodore Nott x Slytherin Female Reader x Friend!Neville Longbottom

Requested: Hi! I hope you are still doing requests? If you are, how about a new friendship Neville with Slytherin female reader over Umbridge detention? With perhaps, background reader x Theo?

Summary: You help Neville out in one of Umbridge’s detentions, resulting in a newfound friendship that makes your boyfriend Theo a little jealous.

A/N: I’m sorry, this is a lot more Theo than it is Neville -- also I know it’s super late, I ended up deleting most of it and restarting and I’m still not completely satisfied

Theodore’s hand was on the small of your back, acting as a source of comfort as he walked you to Umbridge’s office. You had received detention for something as minute as talking out of turn in her class. She wasn’t a huge fan of you to begin with, as you didn’t care to hide how you felt about her stupid rules.

“I’ll wait up for you in the common room, okay?” he smiled softly at you, brushing your cheek with his knuckles. Theo was always so gentle with you, it really baffled everyone, including your friends. You hummed in agreement, standing on your toes to give him a quick kiss. This act seemed to reassure him in a way, his tense muscles relaxing slightly. You knew he was angry about the whole matter, as he wanted to protect you, and this was completely out of his hands.

A scuff of someone’s shoe nearby pulled the two of you out of the moment, making you look around curiously. Your brows furrowed as you walked around the corner, trying to find the culprit. Around the corner stood Neville Longbottom, looking very nervous and hesitant as he played with the hem of his Gryffindor sweater.

“Oh, hi Neville. What are you doing in this part of the castle?” your voice was lighthearted and kind, which seemed to shock him. You were never mean to others, though you also never strayed far from your friend group. Being a Slytherin had clearly gained you a reputation.

“I-I have detention with Professor Umbridge. Oh, um, hello Theodore,” his voice wavered, and he became even more tense when Theo rounded the corner to join the two of you. In his defense, you thought, Theo was rather intimidating until you got to know him. You remember how difficult it was to finally get the nerve to approach him your first year. Theo simply nodded at Neville, keeping it friendly but still distant.

“So do I and we better get going, I don’t want to have to do this again,” you rolled your eyes, turning to give Theo another quick kiss and let him know you’ll be okay. He reluctantly let you go, watching as you followed Neville through Umbridge’s office door and disappeared from his view.

You were kind of happy to have somebody with you in detention, as wrong as that sounds. It was comforting to know you weren’t alone in the whole messed up situation. Your left hand was clenched while you wrote with your right, hating the way she smiled happily at the sight of your bleeding hand. Stealing a glance at Neville, you could see he was even more upset than you were. He looked as though he were holding back tears.

You angrily set down the quill you were using, causing her to look at you expectantly, a daring look adorning her features. “I think he’s had enough,” you spoke evenly, knowing you were setting yourself up for another detention. Her eyes flashed to Neville before finding you once more. “I’ll keep you another hour, then Ms. Y/L/N. Longbottom you may leave.” Her eyes never left yours as she gave you a devilish smile.

Neville looked flabbergasted as he hurried to collect his belongings once she snapped a harsh ‘now’ his way. You didn’t miss the grateful, yet concerned, look he flashed you on the way out. Tomorrow you would check on him, you thought, as he didn’t seem to take this whole ordeal very well. You can’t really say you blame him, as the next hour dragged on excruciatingly slow as she continued to make you write your lines, your hand burning furiously and your tolerance wearing dangerously thin.

You groaned as you plopped down on the sofa next to your boyfriend, every bit of energy you had before the detention completely spent. Theo wasted no time before grabbing your hips and pulling you to straddle him. “Why did she keep you so long, baby, I’ve been worried sick,” you could hear how worried he was in his voice as he pulled you into a hug. His warmth radiated onto you, filling you with a happiness that only he could.

Burying your face in his neck, you held him tightly. You didn’t realize how bad your hand hurt until you were in your safe place, being held by Theo. Now it was nearly unbearable as your hand brushed against his robes. Your voice was strained when you spoke, “I’m sorry, love, I had to get her to let Neville leave and she made me stay an extra hour.” At this, Theo pulled away and looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed.

“Why did you do that? Look at how much pain you’re in Y/N, you should have let him finish and you’d both leave on time.” His angry tone cut you deep in your already fragile state. You knew he was only upset because he cared, but this isn’t the conversation you wanted to have after such a brutal detention. You pushed yourself off of him and crossed your arms over your chest defensively, not bothering to hide the hurt on your face.

“He was far more upset, and he’s helped me out a few times in class, I knew I could handle it.” Tears filled your eyes, frustrated and upset with everything that has happened tonight. You saw his chest deflate as he blew sighed heavily and carefully grabbed your injured hand, now standing in front of you. “Don’t cry, baby. Just hate seeing you hurt,” he mumbled against your knuckles before pressing a kiss against them. His eyes were sad as he pulled away and examined your injury.

“I know,” you mumbled, knowing you would feel the same if the roles were reversed. “Can we just go to bed? I’m exhausted.” He nodded, intertwining his fingers with yours and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before pulling you to his dorm. While you were tired, the two of you found yourselves up rather late giggling and sharing whispered sweet nothings.

“Mind if I sit here?” a voice startled you out of your daydream. “Yeah, ‘course,” you smiled up at Neville before dropping your head in your hands, yawning. You were about to start potions class and, quite honestly, you weren’t sure how you’d manage to stay awake through it. Your hand was wrapped to cover the gnarly wound that Umbridge had inflicted only the night before. You had gotten hardly any sleep and simply weren’t thinking straight at all.

“I’m not sitting with you today?” Theodore’s voice made you freeze instantly. You had given his usual seat to Neville.

“I thought you were sitting with Draco today,” you sighed, already defeated for the day. You knew he was upset with you, but you also knew you were right, and he was being silly. Neville quickly offered to move, though Theo declined and made his way to sit with his friend. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to be able to thank you for last night. It’s hard to catch you outside of class,” Neville spoke quietly, his cheeks a shade of pink.

You smiled kindly at him, “He’ll get over it, he gets me all day. And don’t worry about last night, I didn’t mind.” He seemed to accept your words, smiling to himself and stuttering over his next few words, “Well I owe you. It’s nice to have friends that look out for you.” You agreed, happy to have a new friend.

You tried not to doze off all throughout the class, though Neville helped as he tried to hold conversation while the two of you worked on the assignment Snape had given. Although you didn’t feel the greatest, you still enjoyed working with Neville for the class. You were also happy to hear he was doing well after the detention with Umbridge. You just hoped Theo understood and wasn’t too upset at you for the day.

Theo, as it turns out, was in fact upset. While he wasn’t rude, he was being very short with you and as the day progressed you simply gave up. You skipped your last few classes, going to lay in bed and rest instead. Your body seemed to thank you as soon as you hit the soft duvet, as your muscles instantly relaxed. You don’t think you had ever fallen asleep so quickly and you had easily slept all the way through dinner without stirring.

Meanwhile, Theo was rushing out of the Great Hall trying to catch up with your new friend. “Longbottom!” he called out, unknowingly frightening the poor Gryffindor. Neville stopped in his tracks and turned quickly, completely surprised at who was calling his name. “Y-yeah?” he stuttered out.

“You know where Y/N is? You were with her earlier in class earlier,” the words came out harsher than he intended, as he was rather irritated. Mostly with himself. He knew you didn’t particularly feel good, and that you hadn’t meant anything by letting Neville sit with you. You were always nice to those who deserved it and he trusted your judgement above anybody else’s. He trusted you more than anyone else in general, so he wasn’t sure where this jealousy was coming from. He supposed he simply didn’t like sharing you; he loved that the two of you were basically attached at the hip. While you had your time away from each other, he absolutely adored every second spent with you; the two of you did almost everything together.

“I haven’t seen her since classes earlier this afternoon, but she didn’t seem to feel good at all,” he said, frowning. Theo had assumed you had gone to rest, as he noticed you hadn’t been in your last few classes and he could see how exhausted you were. You were his lover and best friend; he knew you better than anyone else. He was expecting you to be at dinner though, as you weren’t ever one for long naps even if you didn’t feel the greatest.

“I hope she’s okay. Go take care of her, she was talking about you all morning,” Neville seemed to be reassuring Theo, as he smiled kindly before they said their goodbye’s. The interaction, though simple, left both of the boys feeling much better; Neville felt as though he made another new friend, and Theo knew he didn’t have to be jealous over his time with you. Whoever you were friends with, he was friends with too. That’s how it worked with his friends and he knew it should be the same with yours.

Theo felt slightly guilty about how he had treated you earlier, knowing it was uncalled for. His heart warmed when Neville said you had been talking about him all morning; he loved you more than anything and even when he was being a jealous ass, he knew you felt the same for him. While he was eager to see you, he took his time in walking back to the dungeons to your dorm. Instead of rushing, he used this time to reflect on how lucky he was to have you. You were loyal, kind, and generous to those you felt deserved it; what you did for Neville only reflected those qualities. Pride swelled in his chest and he made a promise to himself right then to never take those qualities, or you, for granted.

Groaning, you squinted your eyes, struggling to open them all the way. You were groggy and confused as you felt someone sit beside you on the bed, their hand gently pushing your hair away from your face. “It’s just me, baby, go back to sleep,” the familiar voice soothed you, filling you with warmth. Slightly more awake, you peered up at him while he focused on whatever he was doing with your hand.

“What’re you doing, Teddy?” Upon hearing your voice, his eyes flickered up to your face, a loving smile playing on his lips. His cheeks were pink under your unwavering gaze. “Taking care of my baby, what else would I be doing?” He was very gently rubbing a cream over your wound before following with gauze. His eyes met yours as he brought your hand up to his lips, kissing your knuckles. Grabbing his arm, you pulled him towards you so you could kiss him.

He sighed heavily and plopped down next to you, pulling your body into his. “Sorry about earlier. Just got a little jealous,” he mumbled. A smirk found its way onto your lips as you fought a giggle. You knew what was going on with him, but you also knew he would come to his senses. “I know, you’re silly. No reason to be jealous,” your voice was telling of how sleepy you were, though he could hear the amusement laced in your words. His chest vibrated against you as he chuckled before nodding his head in agreement. “I know, you’re all mine.” Letting out a giggle, you kissed his chest.

“All yours.”

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spaceagebachelormann · 1 year

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HAIRSPRAY

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MISC. CHARACTERS

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sweetpandorabox · 1 year

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Regrets - Neville Longbottom x Female Reader (One Shot)

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⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Synopsis: You and the known incompetent Gryffindor, Neville Longbottom have been in a relationship together for a year now. He couldn't be more perfect as a partner he's sweet, affectionate yet shy and he's the best he can be around you. There isn't really a word to justify how joyful the both of you were, but now coming into your 2nd year of dating a certain boy has caught your attention more than you like, you had no problem committing to Neville fully before because you love him, but somehow this particular boy has changed your mind that made it hard. To sum it up you're in love with Neville and another, but your solution to this was to cheat due to you being scared of letting Neville go, yet wanting to pursue more with the other not realizing how much you'd regret your decisions in the end.

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Female Reader

Story Settings: This fanfiction is set in your 6th of Hogwarts, during the Half-Blood Prince time (You're a Gryffindor student for this one and you're also in Harry's year group). Anything that's bolded and in italic is a flashback scene.

Terms 📖:

Y/N : Your name

Y/L/N : Your last name

Y/E/C : Your eye color

Y/H/C: Your hair color

Warnings⚠️: Angst & Cheating

Word Count : 3,372

✯¸.•´¨*•✿ Regrets ✿•*¨`•.¸✯

The great hall was bustling and lively with chatter amongst chatter during tonight's supper, you sat next to your boyfriend Neville wrapping your left hand around his arm as he chats away with Dean and Seamus about an upcoming assignment in Transfiguration. Your eyes were wandering around as you feed yourself a piece of your dinner before your eyes landed on the Ravenclaw table across the room. You didn't know it but you were looking for a particular person, a person you've had your eyes on who's able to look at you once and managed to shout everything out like the world is meant for no one but the two of you, and there he was. Your eyes landed on the dark skin boy with eyes so alluring it drives you into madness, sitting next to Anthony Goldstein and Terry Boot, Michael Corner was discussing something amongst the two other boys, something funny that brought a smile to his face that flutters your stomach with butterflies. You stared at him with adoration sparkling in your eyes before Michael's eyes meet yours, you panicked at the sudden eye contact with the long-haired Ravenclaw boy but all he did was smile almost in a flirtatious way before getting back to his friends.

Your heart managed to skip 2 beats faster as he left you there love-struck, he's even managed to redden your cheeks and left a feeling you never felt for another aside from Neville. "Uhm Petal, hello are you alright?" Neville asks gently as he lay a hand on your lap, his touch managed to awaken you and bring you back to consciousness over what's going on around you. Dean, Seamus, and Neville simultaneously gave you a confused yet concerned look wondering what had your attention just then "Oh Uhm yes I-I was just, I'm sorry did you guys say something?" you failed to explain, giving each of them an equally apologetic look over your sidetracked. Neville gave you a sympathetic smile before repeating the question he just asked you, "It's alright flower, I and the others were wondering what topic you're going to choose for your essay in transfiguration" he repeated kindly rubbing your thigh under the table, "Oh I see well I was thinking..." you went on to explain what your plan was to the three boys before finishing the last bit of your dinner and heading back to the Gryffindor tower with the others.

After walking up several changing stairs hand in hand with your tall boyfriend Neville to keep steady you've finally reached the 7th floor before Seamus gave the fat lady a password "Caput Draconis", she opens the door welcoming and letting every Gryffindor student inside the common room after a fulfilling dinner. You make your way inside the warm red and gold-themed common room watching as everyone makes their separate ways, some head to bed, some stick around to sit on the couch with friends, and some sit on the available table with chairs opening books to revise today's lesson or homework that they might have got. You let out a tiresome sigh before getting on your tippy toes and wrapping your arms around the shy Gryffindor's neck looking up at him, "I think I'm heading to bed early tonight, I've got a competitive quidditch game against Ravenclaw tomorrow after all and Harry's been making us train like there's no tomorrow" you explained before giving Neville's soft and angel-like lips a quick kiss. He kissed you back before letting a shy smile slip out afterward before pulling your waist close to him with his hands.

"Of course flower, that sounds like a good idea, I wouldn't want you to be tired and worn out before tomorrow's game" He replied kissing you once more. You giggled during the kiss leaving Neville to giggle too, You stared deep into his ethereal emerald-like eyes rubbing his left cheek with your thumb. "Will be there to watch me play tomorrow? and you know to come and support me?" you asked gently, his smile grew bigger "Trust me petal I wouldn't miss it for the world, I'm your biggest fan" he stated before turning around telling you to hop on his back for a piggyback ride to your shared dorm room, leaving the both of you to roar with laugher ending the night in the best mood possible reminding you that this is the reason why you fell in love with the shy and the underestimated Neville Longbottom in the first place. The morning went by fast, you scarf down your cereal quickly to gain just enough energy throughout the whole Quidditch game, Neville had given you a good luck kiss an hour ago during breakfast and you instructed him to meet you inside the great hall for lunch after the game has finished since you'll take a while to shower and change.

"All right everyone all I wanted from each and every one of you today is to play your hardest and give it all that you've got, we've trained so hard for this and I couldn't be prouder" Harry mentioned before continuing with what game strategies he's expecting form each member of the Gryffindor quidditch team, all the talking and the bustling cheers outside the team tents with audience upon audience waiting for the game to start brought the feeling of nausea as nervousness swarms your whole body, but all you had to do is fiddle with a bracelet Neville had given you after the both of you shared your first kiss together and say the words I love you for the first time on that cold December night. It's a brown leather string beaded with beautiful green and turquoise beads, and a silver sunflower is placed as the centerpiece of the bracelet. It brought a smile to your face and a sense of comfort no one nor other objects could. "I got you this because I always want you to know that no matter how scared, how nervous or how sad you are that I'll always be here for you even if I'm not there physically, I love you flower and there's no one else in this world I'd rather be with" he murmured to you gently.

The memories of his words and the kiss the both of you shared calm your nerves down, leaving you with a stupid smile on your face, and before you know it your team has marched into a 2 single file line ready to fly out the team tents as the game is about to begin, and the rest was a blur. "200 - 40 to us what a game" Harry excitedly shouts inside the team tents, "Okay everyone each and everyone one of you has done a tremendous job today, you can change now. We shall celebrate later on at lunch" Harry dismissed the team before heading for the boys changing rooms, you've felt proud about all the blocking you did today, being a Gryffindor keeper after Oliver Wood has lifted your self-esteem extremely high not to mention the look of proudness displayed on Michael Corner's face at your performance it made you extremely joyful leaving a visible blush on your cheek as you entered the shower. "Hey Y/N, some of the boys are planning to throw our quidditch team a celebratory party inside the common room tonight at 9 are you coming? Katie Belle asks kindly before heading out the door with Ginny behind her, you smile back holding your towel close to your body after coming out of the showers, "Oh yeah of course I'll be there I'll see you girls at lunch in a bit though" you replied excitedly as Katie and Ginny part ways with you.

You hurriedly put on your jeans and a bra before taming your wet and shiny hair after a long and hot shower, since you were the last one in here you wouldn't want to be late for lunch leaving Neville waiting there all alone, but just before you have a chance to pull your wand out to dry your hair, you heard "Hey great blocking out there today" a familiar voice rings out, you paused for a second before turning around to find Michael Corner sitting on the bench seat next to your belongings. "M-Michael wow I-I uh thanks, you weren't too bad out there yourself" you stammered blushing hard at his compliment, he chuckled before raising himself up and making his way closer to you. "You know I saw the way you were looking at me. In class, in the great hall, and all the time we ran into each other in the hallways" he teased scanning you up and down as if he spotted something so worthy to him, your whole body was inflamed with fire by how close he was getting to you, you couldn't look him in the eye as all you can do is smile to yourself as he tucked a piece of your wet and shiny Y/H/C hair behind your ear. "Also I've never noticed just how special you are, you're gorgeous and you're a talented Quidditch star... I'm baffled about why you're going out with a loser like Neville instead of somebody like me".

Michel's words strike a sort of guilt inside your heart because of how much you've taken an interest in the Ravenclaw boy when you're supposed to focus on the one person you're with, Neville. "Where is she? everyone from the Gryffindor team has arrived, she should be here by now" Neville mentioned to Dean and Seamus as he shake his leg nervously under the table. Dean and Seamus looked at each other simultaneously before Dean encourage Neville to go find you himself, "Oh good idea Dean you know what I'll just bring her BLT sandwich and some water while I'm at it, lunch is about to end soon anyways I'll see you guys tonight at the party" Neville farewelled the boys as they did vice versa. After a minute of silence, you finally gathered the courage to look up at Michael's face only to find him staring at you the entire time leaving the both of you to chuckle, finally, Michael made a move to caress your cheek gently leaning in close as you did the same before your lips touched each other, tuning the once gentle kiss into a hungry and much needed one, he placed on hand on your cheek and one on your hips to pull you close to him while both of your hands rest nicely on his muscular chest not knowing who'd just witnessed the forbidden kiss.

After a while, you decided to pull away from his kiss, unable to open your eyes from the event before hearing a noise of a flask full of liquid and a paper bag fall on the floor that burst your eyes open, and there he was. The guy you've loved for a year standing there with tears puddling in his eyes with his mouth gaped open as he was in shock before taking no time at all to turn around and leave you behind, but something in you finally strikes as you break free off Michael's touch and quickly grab on a shirt and wore it calling out after Neville out the door. "Neville.. wait love please just wait" you shout out as he stops dead on his track, "Y-You... I-I thought you loved me, I thought I was good enough for you...you said it yourself" he sobs unable to face you clenching his two fists by his side, your heart shattered at his expressions still unable to processes how big of a mistake you've just made. "N-Neville I love you. I love you so much and it-it wasn't you love I swear, I- I made that choice on my own. I don't know what came over me and I haven't been quite honest with you either, I've taken an interest in Michael since September of this year there's just something about him that...that drives me crazy and he drove me away from what I'm supposed to care for the most and that person is you" you admitted, "I'm sorry Neville I love you and I wasn't ready to leave you but I really fancied Michael and I really wanted t be with him too b-but".

"You were selfish" Neville murmured with another sob, "Stay away from me, I never want you to talk to me, or be around me ever again let alone look at me... I've loved you Y/N Y/L/N but apparently, I wasn't enough for you... have a nice life" Neville sobs before rushing away towards the Hogwarts castle, your heartaches with pain and guilt as your brain finally comprehends that you've lost the love of your life over a forbidden kiss, someone who's been there for your through your happiest moments and saddest moments, your best friend and your guardian. You realize no one and nothing can ever compare to him but finally, tears start streaming down your face bit by bit over your loss. After an unfortunate day you spent most of it alone worrying about Neville and being ashamed about what you did, but the afternoon sky is slowly replaced by an evening one reminding you that it's time to head back inside the castle, you've skipped dinner tonight and headed straight for your common room only to find the place blazed with student celebrating over today's win with butter beers and music blaring over somebody's phonograph. But none of that particular things pique your interest because right now you're scanning all over the room for the one and only Neville Longbottom, but of course, you didn't find him out here so you quickly take yourself through the crowd only to bump into Seamus Finnigan himself.

"Oh, Seamus thank Merlin have you seen Neville anywhere tonight?" you asked with worries trailing behind your voice only to find Seamus giving you a disgusted and disappointed look, "You know Neville told me and Dean about what happened at the changing rooms this afternoon, just so you know me and Dean are beyond disgusted over you action Y/N, Neville loved you wholeheartedly and would give you the world if he could and you know that, in the meantime don't attempt to talk to either me or Dean. There's no use of you asking his whereabouts we're not going to tell you" he warned in an aggressive tone before heading back to the boy's dormitory area. You were left empty inside as if a dementor has performed a kiss on you, and at times like this when you needed Neville the most he was not here and won't be anymore. Several weeks have passed since the cheating scandal, the first 2 days were rough for both of you, Neville would show up to class with swollen eyes, and the area under his eyes was red because of the obsessive rubbing of tears, he was broken, broken enough that even Draco Malfoy himself didn't have the power to pick on him for a week, and he wouldn't show up to breakfast, lunch or dinner either for that 2 days unless Dean and Seamus drag him out to do so.

And as for you people started to piece the puzzle together that something happened between you and Neville, and as gossip would pass around like Chinese whispers people found out about the scandal quickly, but the worst part is that Michael Corner defended himself and told everyone that you made the move first by coming on to him inside the guys changing rooms after quidditch, so people wouldn't paint him as the bad guy. But you didn't bother to clear the gossip, all you care about is getting Neville back to you and apologizing. But every time you tried, he leaves you alone and acts like you don't exist and it's the same when he's around his friends just that when you approach Seamus and Dean would tell you to go away as you weren't wanted there, it was tough and Neville wasn't the only one who's been crying but after that has passed, Neville looked so much better, he started being the normal him again and focusing on what he loves most which are herbology, and he starts smiling and laughing again like he used to which made you happy but extremely miserable because he's moving on and part of the moving on processes is to not associate himself with you in any way shape or form, he doesn't even look at you, he just passed you by like you're just another ghost roaming around the Hogwarts grounds.

While he's back to normal you weren't, you're heartbroken and you wake up every morning regretting what you did and falling asleep to a stream of salty tears down your face. There's not one day where you stop regretting what you did but now here you are, sitting down at the red and gold table for yet another breakfast before class sitting quite further away from Neville so you won't ruin his mood or day toying around your spoon inside your cereal filled bowl not taking a single bite of it as the once crisp cereal turns soggy, all you can do is stare, stare at Neville's much happier face you haven't seen in awhile being surrounded by the people who cares about him most like his friends and a new herbology book he's been carrying around and reading for a few days. Looking at him had floated back all the happiest memory you have with him front and center, bringing a sense of sadness and loneliness right back just like day one but all you can do now is fiddle with your bracelet which you've never taken off despite you and Neville separation, for some reason you couldn't let it go as it was the only reminder that Neville had loved you once.

Tears start puddling in your eyes as you keep your head down low hoping no one would notice your clear signs of sadness trying your best to not let those tears fall down your cheek in a room full of people. Once you've composed yourself enough you looked back at Neville who's excusing himself from his friends with his Herbology book in hand heading for the exit out of the great hall. All you wanted to do at this point is stand up and yell at him to stop so you could just kiss him in front of everyone and show him how sorry you are and how much you regretted your choice, but your feet feel bound to the ground as you're unable to make yourself do so, and as you watched him go, Thud! Neville has bump himself into the small-figured Hannah Abbott, knocking all the books she's been carrying into the ground, luckily it didn't catch anyone else's attention but Hannah quickly laughed the whole thing off and apologized as did Neville, but before she could pick them up Neville insisted on picking it up for her and as he got up to hand her book back their hand brushed against each other.

You couldn't quite see Neville's reaction since his back is turned on you but Hannah's face was notably bright pink as she suddenly couldn't hold eye contact with the emerald-eyed boy. She thanked him greatly and he told her not to worry about it, but a couple minutes later went by before Neville rubbed the back of his neck signifying that he was indeed nervous, but he proceeds to ask her something and she gladly accepted it with a smile and the next thing you know you watched as Neville offered to carry some of her books for her as they walk out side by side laughing and smiling at each other as those tears you tried so hard to hide finally emerges back in your Y/E/C pair of eyes, but this time you let them fall freely down as you watched the guy who used to love you walked away from you leaving you to live with the feeling of regret.

What the bracelet looks like in my head 👆🏻

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nevillesbestie · 2 months

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Neville Longbottom x Reader Chapter 1!

Welcome everyone to the beginning of a journey! I'm nervous about this, I've barely ever written before and when I did it was for my school's newspaper! Please bear with me as we embark on this journey together! Hopefully I get better at this as I go but we never know!

Warnings: Slight angst, yearning, one-sided love, (at first), Valentines day right around the corner

A/N - If you want to be on my taglist then I'll link my google form to get added! Have fun reading everyone!

A/N 2 - This was done in like a week, the reader is female with female parts, she/her pronouns for reader, reader can have long or short hair, reader has her hair in a towel because they make small towels for you to put your hair in

A/N 3 - I don’t know if you read Harry Potter stuff but @h-harleybaby what do you think of this????

It was your last year at hogwarts. You were nervous about moving on after school, you didn't know what you wanted to do. Well technically you knew what you wanted to do but you weren't ready for it. You had nice grades, you had a couple A's and B's and a few C's as well, you were a good student just had a bit of an attitude problem.

You had a couple friends, it was a weird little group but they were your found family. Ginny was your best friend, having sat next to her in the great hall after you all got sorted. Luna had made friends with you a couple weeks after you got put together during Charms class, and you had met Hermione in the library after you had got there to study with Ginny.

You had a couple other friends as well, Seamus and Dean being your go-to to sit next to during Astronomy, which was surprisingly the only class where they didn't act like hooligans.

The day was going well, except for the fact it was Valentine's Day and you sadly didn't have anyone to go to the Valentine's ball with. Ginny was going with Harry, Hermione was going with Ron, and Luna was going with some ravenclaw dude. Of course you were going to the dance with all of them you just didn't have your own date.

"Well I think you should ask him, he'll probably say yes anyway" Ginny says as we walk out of a random Hogsmeade shop. Luna joins in "He's very shy and sensitive so when you ask him just be gentle" causing you to groan. "I don't know guys, I don't even think he likes me"

Hermione scoffs "Are you daft? He basically fawns over you all of the time, you just don't notice" causing Ginny to chuckle. "I don't know, maybe I will, I just don't want to get hurt and rejected because of it you know?"

Ginny sighs and shakes her head while smiling "Y/N you're one of the prettiest girls here ok? He won't reject you, now if you'll excuse me I have to go meet up with Harry for a bit" Hermione and Luna nod and say the same thing as all three of them walk away smiling.

You sigh and walk back to Hogwarts to get ready to try on the dress your mom sent you for the ball. You get back to your dorm room and take out your dream dress, you smile and try it on, the way it looks on you is perfect. You think and wonder if he likes you like Hermione said he does. You sigh and take off the dress before taking a shower and putting on your pajamas, you sit down with your hair in a towel as you grab a book and start reading where you left off last night.

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It's a couple hours later when the girls come into your dorm room with all of their dresses, makeup, and hair supplies. You smile as they set up chaotically, "Well I didn't realize you could be such a mess Hermione" Ginny laughs while Luna giggles softly. You get up and pull out your dress before starting to get ready with the girls.

You four figure out whether you want to straighten or curl your hair, whether you want to wear makeup or not, and what shoes to wear with them. While you guys are laughing and talking you hear a knock on the door before a letter slides under it with your name on it.

You go and pick it up before reading what it says. You slowly open the letter before starting to read it quietly. You blush and smile as you slowly read it.

'Hello Y/N,

I'm writing you this letter because Seamus and Dean have convinced me to do it, I wanted to ask you to go to the Valentine's Day ball with me in person but I was nervous, I don't know if it's too late to ask you now but if you would like to go to the Ball with me, meet me at the bottom of the stairs in front of the great hall.

-N.L'

Ginny looks over and smirks before snatching the letter out of your hand and starting to read it out loud causing Hermione and Luna to squeal and laugh. "Ginny stop it!" you blush and try to grab the letter back but she holds it over her head. "You have to meet him at the stairs! It'll be so cute!" Hermione adds in.

You smile and blush, "Alright, help me get ready girls, I want to look nice for this" Luna grabs your hand before sitting you down on the chair in front of Ginny's vanity as you and Ginny share a dorm. The girls help you with your hair and makeup and help you pick out what shoes you wanna wear.

It's about an hour later and you four leave the dorm and walk out and meet up with Harry and Ron before leaving and meeting up with Luna's date. They quickly shuffle into the great hall but the girls stop them as they turn and see Neville Longbottom waiting at the bottom of the stairs. You stayed back to take a few deep breaths and calm down, Seamus and Dean stopped to see how you were doing before smiling and leaving, you leave shortly afterwards and make your way towards the stairs.

You take a deep breath and whisper to yourself, "It's ok Y/N, what could go wrong right?" You slowly turn the corner and look down to see Neville waiting for you, he looks up and smiles as he processes that it's you. You blush before slowly walking down the stairs and meeting him at the bottom.

"Hi" You slowly say as you hear Luna and Ginny quietly squealing causing you to blush out of embarrassment. He smiles, "Hi, I'm sorry I didn't ask you out in person, I was really nervous and I didn't know if you would say yes or not" You giggle softly and smile "I was really nervous too, I wanted to ask you as well but I backed out at the last second"

He puts his hand out, "Well?" You grab his hand while still smiling and he leads you both to the front of the great hall where the girls and their dates, you all walk in together and find a table.

It’s hard not to have fun during the best Ball of the year…right?

#Neville Longbottom x Reader #There will be fluff #smut #and angst #AHHHH SCREAMING RNNNNN

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fallingforfictionalcharacterss · 1 year

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Traitor pt.4

pt.3

After the exam the next day, you were a nervous wreck. Not only because you were pretty sure you had screwed up the question about the Goblin riots of the eighteenth century, but also because Harry had some kind of seizure in the middle of the exam. With a worried look on your face, you had watched him leave the room, sharing a short look with Hermione, who just shrugged her shoulder, looking just as helpless as you.

After the exam, you spent the time until dinner with Draco, Blaise and Pansy, until you finally went to the Great Hall. But none of your Gryffindor friends was in sight.

When you already wanted to leave again, you saw Ginny entering the hall, her eyes wandering around, until her gaze settled on you. When she passed you, she let a small piece of parchment fall onto the ground right next to your seat. After a few seconds had passed, you unobtrusively picked it up. Need to get to Umbridge´s office, distract the others. You looked up and saw Ginny sitting a few meters away from you. As she looked in your direction, you gave her a short nod.

“We should go down to the lake again.”, you suggested after dinner.

Pansy, who had by now grown into somewhat accepting your presence, groaned.

“I don’t want to go outside. It´s so warm.”

“Exactly. We´ve been in here the entire time, cramming. The weather is so beautiful. We should take advantage of that.”, you tried again.

But Pansy shook her head.

“I don’t want to.”, she said in a whiny voice. “I´ll get back to the common room.”

That wasn’t that bad either. You couldn’t keep an eye on her there, but the Slytherin common room was located in the dungeons, far away from Umbridge´s office. You shrugged your shoulder defeated.

“Alright, your loss then.”

“I´ll join you (Y/n).”, Draco said, lying an arm around your shoulder, making you blush immediately.

“Of course you do.”, Pansy muttered, but you could see an amused grin playing around her lips, even though she tried to hide it.

“Blaise?”, you asked, looking at the tall boy questioningly.

Blaise´s gaze flickered from you to Draco and back to you.

“I think I´ll join Pansy.”, he smirked, winking at his best friend in a not exactly subtly way, that only made the blush on your cheeks deepen.

“Let´s go then.”, Draco said happily, as he took your hand as if it was the most normal thing to do.

And you followed him without hesitation.

Lazily lying down by the shore with Draco was by now definitely one of your favourite things to do. Especially now, that you didn’t have to spend time on studying for your exams anymore. However, today, you couldn’t quite relax. You were leaning with your back against the trunk of the tree again, while Draco had placed his head on your lap. Your hands were tangled in his hair, drawing lazy circles on his scalp, making the boy sigh comfortably. But while right now nothing but this moment should matter, your thoughts drifted away regularly, and you involuntarily tensed under Draco. The boy obviously noticed. And as you once more didn’t answer the question, he had asked you, he sighed and opened his eyes, glaring up at you.

“What is it (Y/n)?”

“Hmm?”

“You´ve got something on your mind, don’t you?”

You just shrugged your shoulders.

“Is it because of Potter? Are you worried about him?” If you wouldn’t be so occupied with your own thoughts, you probably would have noticed the jealous undertone in his voice.

“Yes. No! Well obviously I´m worried; he broke down.”

“But he was back on his feet right after it. He´ll be fine.”

The fact that Draco didn’t make any snarky remarks about the disastrous failure of his archenemy showed you how much he tried to calm you down.

“I know. And that´s not what…” You took a deep breath. “Draco, I need to tell you something.”

Your timing probably couldn’t be worse, but then again you highly doubted that it would ever be right. And you really needed to get this off your chest. You just couldn’t lie to the boy any second longer.

As he noticed the seriousness in your voice, Draco slowly sat up and looked at you attentively.

“What is it (Y/n)?”

You sighed.

“I… I don’t know how to tell you. It´s just… Draco you… I like you, okay? I genuinely do and I´m just scared that if I tell you… You´re gonna hate me if I do.”

You turned your head, fixing your gaze on the lake that was glistening in the light of the setting sun.

Only when you felt some hands carefully cupping your cheeks and gently forcing you to turn your head again, you did so. Still, your gaze was fixed on the ground.

“(Y/n). Hey, look at me.” Draco´s voice was as soft as you had never heard it.

Slowly, you glanced up at him smiling down at you.

“(Y/n). I want you to listen to me, okay? I could never hate you. There´s nothing in this world you could do that would ever change what I´m feeling for you.”

Normally, you would have blushed now due to his words, but right now, he unknowingly made things only harder for you. You could feel tears pricking in your eyes.

“That´s even worse.”, you whispered. “Because I don’t want to hurt you.”

A small smile appeared on Draco´s face.

“I guess that´s a risk you must be willing to accept if you love someone.” You blinked quickly to banish the tears welling up. “(Y/n), whatever it is. You can tell me.”

You took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Only when you had managed to do so, you started to talk.

“Before all of this, I never really liked you, you know that Draco?”

The boy let out a small chuckle.

“Don’t you say.”

“And I didn’t like what you and your friends stood for. And when Umbridge turned up, it only got worse. I mean, everything she has done… She´s just such a horrible person. And I hate everything she has done to this school. Done to us.”

Draco narrowed his eyes.

“Why did you become a part of all of this then?”

“That´s the point, Draco. I never really wanted to. When all of this started and before we got… before all these things between us happened, it was all just… In the beginning, all of this was nothing but a l…”

You were interrupted by a silvery ball of light, that suddenly intervened. Irritated, you turned your head, looking at the orb.

“Emergency.”, Umbridge´s shrill voice echoed from the ball. “Meeting at my office. Immediately!”

And with that, the orb was gone again.

You stared at the place where it had vanished in shock. But Draco was already on his feet.

“C´mon (Y/n). We have to go.”, he said in an antsy voice.

“But…”

“You heard her.”

“We aren’t her servants, Draco.”

“But it´s an emergency.”

“What I have to tell you is urgent too.”

Draco stopped his movements and looked at you.

“Tell me then.”

You stared at the boy, towering over you. You wanted to tell him. You really wanted to. No, you needed to. And since you suspected that the message had something to do with Ginny´s note it was probably even more important to tell him now, before he would find out any other way. But right now, you felt as if the spell between the two of you was broken. What you were about to tell him needed time. It needed an explanation. And now you weren’t able to take that time.

You sighed.

“Never mind.”, you mumbled.

Draco nodded and offered you his hand as he helped you up.

“We´re gonna talk about it after this.”, he said, smiling at you, as if he had no doubt that after whatever was going to happen you would still be whatever you were right now.

But for some reason, you highly doubted this. And for that reason, you held onto his hand tightly as you made your way back to the castle, clinging on to it as if it was for the last time.

Draco knocked twice before he opened the door to Umbridge´s office. As he entered, he stopped in the doorframe.

“Now look at this.”, he said. His voice sounded dangerously joyful.

Only when Draco finally stepped aside, so you could enter behind him, you could see what had brought the huge smile on the boy´s face. Your heart stopped.

There were your friends, held captive by your other friends. Cassius Warrington held his wand to Ron´s throat like it was a knife, Millicent Bulstrode held onto Hermione tightly, two Slytherin girls from a year above you did the same to Ginny and Luna, and Crabbe kept Neville in a stranglehold. Pansy and Goyle stood off the beaten track and watched the scene with huge grins on their faces. Harry was sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, while Umbridge towered over him with a spiteful smile on her lips.

You watched the scene like a rabbit in headlights. Only when Draco, who was still holding your hand, pulled you to the side and sat down in one of Umbridge´s armchairs, you moved again, following the boy, but your gaze was still fixed on the scene in front of you.

Just as you started to realize what was happening, the door opened again, and Professor Snape joined you.

“You asked for me, Headmaster?”, Snape asked in his usual unimpressed voice, but you could see his eyes flickering through the room restlessly.

“Ah, Professor Snape.”, Umbridge said and her smile only widened. “Would you please bring me another vile of Veritaserum? I need it as soon as possible.”

But Umbridge´s smile fainted the second Snape explained to her that he didn’t possess any truth serum at the moment and that it would take about a month to brew a new one.

You had never seen the woman that furious and it scared you. You shared a glance with Draco, who looked slightly alarmed as well.

“Very well.”, Umbridge suddenly said after Snape had left again in an unusual calm voice that was even more concerning than her previous tantrum. “The Cruciatus Curse should loosen your tongue.”

You could hear Hermione letting out a strangled cry before she assailed the Professor to change her mind, but Umbridge seemed to have made a decision. You looked at the others, unsure of what to do. Even the other members of the Inquisitorial Squad seemed to be uneasy, not sure whether they should do something about this obvious crossing of a border, or not. Your hand clenched around your wand, ready to do whatever would be necessary to keep Umbridge from torturing Harry like that, but as your gaze found the one of your friend, he shook his head slightly, connoting you to not do something stupid.

“But Hermione is right, Headmistress.”, you quietly spoke up. All eyes were now lying on you. “I mean, we did all of this to protect the Ministry, didn’t we? Because they broke the rules. Then we shouldn’t be allowed to break the laws we´re trying to protect, should we?”

But Umbridge didn’t even seem to listen to you.

“Shut your mouth!”, she said in a shrill voice. “Don’t talk about things you don’t understand, silly girl.”

Draco wrapped his hand around your wrist, pulling you closer to him, looking up at you with a gaze that clearly meant that you should listen to the woman.

Umbridge had by now raised her wand. It shook slightly in her hand. An expression of madness had appeared on her face and her eyes were glistening maliciously.

Your hand clenched into the firm material of Draco´s sleeve, as you watched the teacher scanning Harry´s body for the most convenient place for the curse to hit.

But before she could vocalize the curse Hermione stepped in again. By now tears were running down her cheeks. Umbridge lowered her wand, as she saw that Hermione was at her breaking point, ready to tell her what was going on. For a moment you could have sworn to see some regret flashing in her eyes, as she realized that she wouldn’t get to torture Harry today.

But when Hermione started to tell Umbridge about Dumbledore´s secret weapon, everything else seemed to be forgotten.

You looked at Hermione with widened eyes. How was it possible that you didn’t catch any of that? You highly doubted that you would have forgotten if your friends had told you about it. Hadn´t they told you this because they didn’t trust you anymore? Because they thought that they might had lost you to the enemy?

But as you looked at Harry, who seemed to be just as confused as you by Hermione´s statement, you slowly started to realize that your friend was trying to fool Umbridge once more. And it seemed to work because the expression of madness now gave way to one of hunger.

Finally, she seemed to be convinced by Hermione´s report.

“Very well, my dear. Then show me the way. And we will take Potter with us.”, Umbridge said.

“Professor.”, Draco now spoke up. “Don’t you think a few of us should accompany you? We could…”

But Umbridge didn’t seem to like the idea of anyone else accompanying her, so she left with Hermione and Harry, ordering you to not let any of the others escape.

You stared into the void. If you might had forgotten in the last few weeks what exactly the operation had been good for, you had been reminded of it today painfully. You had known that Umbridge was a cruel person, but even in your wildest dreams, you would have never imagined her to be willing to hit one of her students with an unforgivable curse. And the people you had grown into liking so much in the last few weeks had just been standing there, doing nothing about it. But then again, you had done nothing about it too. The recent events had changed you so much, you barely recognized yourself anymore. And you hated it. You had gotten yourself into a position where, no matter what you would do, it would be wrong. But now wasn’t the time to pity yourself. You had to think up a plan for how you would be able to get your friends -your real friends, who had been your family ever since you attended Hogwarts- out of here.

Umbridge had left almost half an hour ago and had left you in her office. By now, the members of the Inquisitorial Squad had sat down on the chairs, pointing with their wands at the others, who were standing in one corner of the room. The atmosphere was tense, and no one said a word. You let your eyes wander around the room, searching for any advantages that might benefit you in here. Your eyes settled on Umbridge´s desk, where she had placed the wands of your friends. Their owners stood only two meters away from them. Still, it was almost impossible to reach them. Not if all those people watched them closely, only waiting for them to make a move.

You needed to distract them. But you had no idea how to do it.

“Where do you think they went?”, you finally broke the silence.

Draco shrugged his shoulders.

“They could be anywhere.”

“But it needs to be close. Students aren’t allowed to leave the school ground. And if they have worked on it before…”, Pansy stepped in.

“Maybe the room of requirement?”

You shook your head.

“That wouldn’t make sense. They know we can get in there.”

Silence.

“I mean, it depends on what this weapon is, doesn’t it?”, you spoke up again. If you would just keep talking long enough they might get inattentive and you would provide your friends with the chance they needed.

“Do you think they hid it in their dorm?”, Draco asked.

You shook your head.

“If it´s so dangerous that they think it can defeat Umbridge then they won't keep it in their place. Besides, I´ve never seen anything in there.”

“Maybe somewhere outside?”, Pansy suggested. She lowered her wand a bit as she thought about it. “Only if it won´t get affected by the weather of course.”

You shrugged your shoulders.

“Maybe. What do you think, Millicent? Crabbe, Goyle?”

The three turned around, looking at you irritated. Since neither of them was the sharpest knife in the drawer, they weren’t used to getting engaged in a conversation that required actual thinking.

And that was all your friends needed. In a quick movement, Ron sprinted towards the desk, grabbed the wands, ducked away from a curse Draco had fired on him as soon as he realized what Ron was up to, and threw the wands to his friends.

Since they were caught by surprise, your friends managed to throw some curses at their opponents, before they were even able to react. Still, the fight to reach the door was bloody. But one by one your friends managed to bring the members of the Inquisitorial Squad down. Lastly, Ginny jinxed a Full Body Bind on Pansy, who sank to the ground.

Now only Draco and you were still left. It would have been a hopeless fight, even if you were truly on the side of the Inquisitorial Squad.

But the moment Ginny was distracted hexing Pansy, Draco suddenly sprinted forwards, grabbing the girl by her wrist, his wand pointing at her head.

“No one leaves the room, or your little friend will pay for it.”, he hissed.

The others, who were almost at the door froze. You could see Ron´s entire body tense and his eyes were flickering murderous as he saw Draco having a tight grip on his little sister.

“Malfoy, if you hurt her, I will…”

“That´s up to you, Weaselbee. And to your friends. Wands down.” Ron lowered his wand immediately, as well as Luna, but Neville hesitated. “Now, Longbottom. I won´t ask again.”

Slowly, Neville obeyed. Draco grinned brightly.

“Well, well, well. At least you are better friends than fighters. (Y/n), get their wands.”

You stared at the boy, not quite realizing he was talking to you. The entire time you had remained in a corner of the room, not quite sure what to do. But now you had no other chance but to take action.

“(Y/n). What are you waiting for?”

You caught Draco´s gaze. He was panting heavily, but there was a triumphant shimmer in his eyes. He was absolutely certain he had won. The enemy was under control and he had not the slightest doubt that you would follow his orders.

Slowly, you stepped towards the others, your wand in your hand.

“(Y/n). What do you think you´re doing?”, you heard Ron´s aghast voice.

Your gaze was flickering from the redhead to the blond boy, who was smiling at you.

“I have no idea.”, you said in a hollow voice. It was calm, but your hand shook vigorously as you raised your wand. Slowly, you turned around to Draco, the tip of your wand now pointing towards him.

“(Y/n)… What…?”

“Let her go Draco.”

And as you looked into Draco´s eyes, it almost broke your heart. You could see how his gaze changed. From irritation to realization to the ultimate defeat. The grip he had on Ginny loosened and the girl freed herself, but Draco didn’t even seem to notice, as his eyes never left yours. You remained rooted in your spot, your wand still pointing at him, while the boy didn’t even make any effort to raise his.

“We should leave before the others recover.”, you heard Ron´s voice through a haze. “(Y/n), are you coming?”

But you shook your head, your gaze still fixed on Draco.

“You go. I´ll stay.”

“But…”

“Leave. Now!”, you snapped and turned your head to Ron and looked at him vividly.

“C´mon Ron. She´ll be alright.”, Luna said in a soft voice, as she grabbed her brother by his arm and dragged him behind her. Ginny and Neville followed them.

You waited a few more moments to make sure they were out of reach before you lowered your wand. But Draco still didn’t reach for his. Instead, he just continued staring at you.

“I… Draco, I´m so sorry. I wanted to tell you, but I…”

“Since when?” Draco´s voice sounded clear and controlled.

You lowered your gaze. There they were again, the tears burning in your eyes.

“Since when (Y/n)?”

“Since the beginning.” It was just a whisper.

Draco nodded. His face showed no emotion.

“Draco, I really am sorry. I would have never done that if I would have known… I mean, this thing between us that was never…” You took a step towards Draco, but he backed off.

“You should go now. When they get up again, you don’t want to be here anymore.”

“But I…”

“Damn it, (Y/n). I told you to leave. So get lost.”

Draco´s voice broke as he glared at you. And when you saw the tears welling up in his eyes as well, you knew that your betrayal on him was even worse than you had ever imagined. So instead of trying to explain to Draco once more something that -at least it seemed to you like that right now- had absolutely no justification, you just nodded and turned around.

Only when you had almost reached the door, you looked at Draco once more. He was still standing at the same spot; his shoulders were trembling.

“Just so you know; whatever we had – that wasn’t part of the plan.”

You could feel the tears running free by now. Draco didn’t show any signs he had even heard what you had just said.

And only when you were long gone, a single tear made its way down his face, making the boy wonder how -within minutes- the possible best thing that had ever happened to him turned out to be the worst.

pt.5

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