Okay, guys. This is a really short drabble. Basically, my bestestest friend in the whole wide world and I were talking, and we made bets on how many fanfics there would be involving the HP characters.
Well, I got you all beat to this pairing.
Neville/ Lily Potter II
Yeah. You heard me. Pedo!Neville getting his Pedo!teacher self on.
… Enjoy this first ever fanfic involving two unlikely characters in a very unlikely situation.
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Some Things Are Best Kept Quiet
He stared off into the distance as the potential love of his life walked away with her father. He honestly never meant for it to happen this way. He just wanted love.
Thinking back, he knew it couldn't work out. He was her teacher, her mentor! She had always known him as "Uncle Neville".
Well, until that one fateful day.
It was in her fifth year. That was the day to be working with photophobic plants.
Leave it to his godchild to choose the most dangerous plant.
He remembered the plants starting in on her. He remembered a great burst of light, and then a visit to the nurse.
He remembered a kiss on the cheek as a "thanks." A thanks for saving her life. It shouldn't have meant anything more than a friendship… That kind of love.
But, no. He just had to go and find it… stimulating.
For the moment, he had brushed off those feelings of love. He had denied them.
Some things come back to haunt you.
Some things come back to haunt you when a particular student of yours is graduating her sixth year.
She looked absolutely well at the final feast he would ever attend.
He reached out, grabbed her as she was leaving.
Kissed her.
Figures Ted Tonks saw them, and told.
And that was that. She denied him, he got fired, and Harry now hated him.
Still, he would never give back those last few moments he had with Lily Potter.
Never.
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Yay! I just wrote a mildly disturbing pairing (it shall be called Nevly): D Now, review. Please.