until the ride ends & even after that

by mew-tsubaki

COMPLETE. M&MWP, Maydayverse. No matter what, they would be together. They were always going to be together. *200 short, non-linear drabbles for Victoire and Neville, on love, life, and looking behind them before they look down the road.* [Potter–Weasley family fluff, Longbottom family fluff, and Neville- and Victoire-appreciation.] Mention if used, thx. *cover art by me*

38. Line

*38—Line*

He slept so quietly.

She sat on the edge of the bed, listening to that sound while her mind raced. Had this been worth it, coming here? It was her first time at his home. It was her first time with him. It was the first time she'd lied to her parents and told them that she was sleeping over at a friend's house. But which one of them had crossed the line? Him, for giving in to her? Her, for making him succumb? And why had she wanted him to succumb so badly? Was it for the same reason she had barged into his office almost a year ago now?

But she'd done that because he was different from her other friends, the other professors, the other adults she knew. Often he had a slightly dumbfounded expression on his face, but that hid a subtle intellect. He was kind but just, and long gone were the days when he let anyone walk all over him. He was also so hesitant to lend a comforting arm, but she knew he was compassionate. Neville was a much better, more special man than for whom anyone gave him credit.

And, hell, did Victoire love him too much for it.