Sorry guys! I know this is like several days later than when I would usually put up a chapter, but I was SUPER busy this weekend! Well here's the next chapter, I hope you like it! XD
Clumsy Kind of Love Ch. 21
"I love you!" Neville whispered as he kissed Hannah goodbye, his lips lingering on hers.
"I love you more," Hannah giggled and nuzzled his cheek.
"I love you most," Neville said in reply and smiled.
"Uh-uhhhhh," Hannah teased and shook her head.
"Mmmhhhmmm!" Neville sighed.
"Look at them, they make me sick," Cassandra sneered as she watched the couple with disgust.
"She's mine!" Donovan whined and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Oh is she? I think I see her canoodling with him, I'd take that as she's his," Cassandra teased and smirked at Donovan's angry face.
"No! She. Is. Mine. Neville will be out of the picture soon enough! All the pieces are falling into place. You remember your part in this?" Donovan spat.
"Of course I do, you take every opportunity to remind me. I take care of Neville while you take care of Hannah," Cassandra sighed bored and rolled her eyes.
"Good, the plan goes into effect in T-minus 3 hours," Donovan added and smirked evilly.
"You will be mine soon, Hannah," he whispered.
"Neville, I have to go to work now," sighed Hannah sadly, and a slight frown appeared on her face.
"Whyyyy," Neville whined playfully.
"Becaauusseeeeee, I need to show my grandfather I am punctual and can handle a bar in the future," Hannah explained once again and smiled at him.
"I'll see you later right?" Hannah asked and looked at Neville love and adoration in her eyes.
"Of course, nothing could keep me away," Neville replied and kissed her one last time before letting go of her.
Hannah turned around and reached the doorway, she looked over her shoulder, the engagement ring glinting in the sun. She smiled at him and whispered, "I love you, Neville."
"Forever and always," Neville answered and gave her a brilliant smile.
Hannah tore her eyes away from Neville with a sigh and walked into work. Neville turned around and started walking back into Diagon Alley.
A Few Hours later
Neville had stopped by and said Hello to George and Angelina, who were running the joke shop. He stopped by the apothecary and picked up some potion items he needed for home. He turned onto a dark street heading back to The Leaky Cauldron after some window shopping. The street was devoid of life and light, it gave off a foreboding evil and darkness, that reeked of fear and spoke of death. Neville tried to hurriedly walk to the end of the street.
"Neville!" A voice called out behind him, he turned around and saw the dark curly hair of a girl he had the pleasure of only meeting once before. But he couldn't help that deep feeling of déjà vu that hit him whenever he saw her, like he had met her before. Neville shook the feeling away inwardly.
"Hullo Cassandra," Neville replied and waited for her to run up to him.
"Neville! The Death Eaters, they are there, at that house I told you about, right now! The aurors won't believe me! They have a student locked up there; they are torturing her as we speak! Please, Neville help me, help her!" Cassandra cried and latched onto him, tears streaming down her face.
"Errm...Of course I'll help, what do you have in mind?" Neville asked softly and awkwardly rubbed her back.
Cassandra looked up at him and replied, "We go there, we take them out, bring them to the aurors, and take the girl home!"
Neville sighed, "Oh! Errrm…maybe we should wait…till they leave?"
"But she might already be dead!" Cassandra wailed and took a step back, "Are you scared? I thought you were a Gryffindor, brave and courageous."
"I-I am! I-I at least think I am!" Neville stammered.
"Then help me save an innocent girl!" Cassandra implored.
"Let's go then!" Neville said softly and looked down.
Cassandra grabbed his hand for side-along apparition. She looked away and smirked, an evil glint in her eye as they apparated away. I'm going to finish what my mother started, finally!
Hannah had finished her shift fifteen minutes ago, and she sat at the bar, a worried expression on her face as she scanned the bar and then fixed her gaze on the opening into Diagon Alley.
She took a sip of her butter beer and then suddenly felt strange. She blinked and furrowed her eyebrows. Who am I waiting for again? She asked herself and looked around. She shook her head and took another drink of her butterbeer. Hannah suddenly felt dizzy and woozy as the bar went in and out of focus.
"Hannah?" Donovan exclaimed as darkness enveloped her vision. Her grandfather, Tom, ran over.
"Hannah, sweet heart, you ok?" Tom asked as she slumped into his arms.
"Mr. Tom, let me take Hannah home. I'm sure she's just tuckered out," Donovan said and gave Tom a dazzling smile.
Tom grunted his assent and lifted Hannah into Donovan's arms. Donovan walked away to the fireplace and flooed away. Donovan's maniacal smile could be seen as the flames licked at him and Hannah and they teleported away.
The Next Day
Hannah awoke groggy in an unfamiliar bed; she was wearing a pair of her old pajamas. She looked up and saw a familiar face, she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Donovan?" she whispered softly and the figure smiled.
"Hey, Fiancé!" Donovan exclaimed and kissed her cheek. Hannah forced a smile and looked down at her left hand. There it was a ring; it was a simple silver band and had a simple medium sized diamond, with a yellow gem and a red gem on either side of it.
She had this sudden feeling that, it was from someone else; she couldn't remember anything since the war, let alone a proposal. And this feeling that the ring was attached to someone else, that someone else had given to her, wouldn't leave her. She smiled and shook her head. Nobody else could have given me the ring! I've only ever dated Donovan! Silly girl! Of course he would propose! You're meant to be! She rationalized.
"Hullo love," Hannah sighed and gave Donovan a soft kiss. Bile rose up into her throat all of a sudden and she felt sick to her stomach and a little disgusted, she just paired this with the sudden memory loss and smiled at him when she pulled away.
A small voice in her head whispered softly, He's not your forever and always.
So! How was that? Was it what you expected? Hmmm? Sorry about the major cliffie! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe, although Neville lives in my closet! XD I do own however, Cassandra, Donovan, and the plot!
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