Hello everybody! I've been on a roll lately. I mean seriously my brain won't stop. Well, I've been thinking about this fic for days. A cute Harry/Neville. Obviously its slash. Anywho…here it is.
This will be a very short story. It'll only be about four chapters or so. It should have been a oneshot, but I can't find the motivation to do a oneshot right now Wish me luck!
I do not own harry potter
Chapter 1
It started in first year, this thing they had. It was innocent and cute and really who could blame them? They were just two young boys who needed comfort.
It was late at night barely a week into the school year when Harry heard the noise. Quite sobbing and then a small choked sound as the owner tried to cut it off. Harry frowned and got out of his bed concerned and looked for the source. It came from the bed directly across from him, but the curtains were drawn. He left his warm and comfy bed to go to the other and he drew back the curtains. There curled on the bed lying on his side was Neville Longbottom. His body was curled into itself; the boy had drawn his knees into his chest. He was facing away from Harry.
Harry cautiously reached out and laid a hand on the boys shoulder and Neville stilled immediately. Harry crawled onto the bed with Neville and lay beside him, putting his arm around the other boy. He held onto him and Neville turned in his arms slowly. His eyes widened in shock when they met Harry's. Harry ignored the boy's reaction to him and scooted closer to him and ran his arm along his back to comfort him.
Neville relaxed slowly and soon fell asleep in Harry's arms. Harry looked down and saw the drying tears on Neville's cheeks and sighed. He laid there for another moment and then eased himself slowly and carefully away from Neville and returned to his own bed.
Neither of them mentioned anything in the morning. Neville could barely look at Harry he was ashamed of himself for crying like that. Harry never said anything though and Neville never brought it up.
It was another month before they ended the up in the same bed again. This time it was Harry who needed comfort.
Neville woke slowly as he heard distressed moans. The other boys in the room were still sleeping peacefully and would not wake. Slowly climbing out of his bed he searched for the noise and ended up besides Harry's. He pulled back the curtains and gasped at the sight of the boy- who-lived tossing and turning and letting out pained moans in his sleep. He climbed on the bed and shook him awake. Harry's eyes snapped open and Neville saw the fear in them.
It was then that Neville decided to do for Harry what Harry had done for him a month ago. He lay down besides Harry and held the other boy to him. Harry looked into his eyes for awhile and allowed himself to relax. He curled closer to the warmth that Neville offered and fell asleep soon after. Neville looked down pleased that he could help his friend. Instead of leaving the bed like Harry did last time Neville stayed and slept besides Harry. None of the other boys knew.
The boys' first year continued like this. Both offered comfort when the other needed it, but their relationship out of the bedroom never changed. (author note: you people have dirty dirty minds!)
First chapter! This won't be updated as much as my Wild Cards fic (that's a hint to go read it). Tootles!