Title: Good Night, My Love
Rating: K
Characters: Neville, OC (Neville's daughter, Nora), Professor Minerva McGonagall
Word count: 290
Neville was tired. He had finally graduated and now was working at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was tall and lanky, shoulder-length hair mussed. He looked nothing like the bumbling student he once was. He had completely changed in the four years since the Battle of Hogwarts.
His quill was poised. Professor McGonagall - no, that wouldn't do. He started again. Minerva. Right, Minerva. He tried to say her name, but only air escaped his mouth. Wetting his lips, he tried again.
"Min-Minerva!" he squeaked, jumping a little at the sound of his own voice. He upended the rubbish bin by accident, making a mess. Not trusting himself with his wand, he waved his hand and let the rubbish bin sort itself out. It was nice to discover that he could do wandless magic without incident.
"Da?" a small voice asked from beyond the doorway.
"Yes, Nora?" he replied, giving the child permission to enter.
A very small brunette entered, tottering slowly on unsteady feet. Neville stepped forward to pick her up and lifted her high in the sky.
"Whee!" she gasped, happily enjoying play time with Da. She shook her little legs and wriggled in his grasp.
"Looks like it's someone's bath time!" Neville joked, tickling Nora. Nora giggled happily. She had already had her bath, but she knew her father meant play time and then sleep.
"Da, look!" she exclaimed, showing him the bit of magic she could do. Nora had managed to turn one of her pink buttons purple.
Neville made a big show about little Nora's abilities before carrying her to her bed. Tucking her in gently, Neville whispered, "Good night, my love."
"Good night, Da," Nora sleepily replied.
I made up Neville's daughter's name. No idea what happens to him. Decided to write for Neville because I think he needs more love and fluff :3