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Slyph-an elemental being in the theory of Paracelsus that inhabits air

This one is rated T :D

If Wishes were Basilisks

Mariegilbert wants…Blaise/Neville "quidditch"

He Can Fly


"Potter's a good flyer." The speaker startled Neville out of his thoughts. Turning his head to the right he caught sight of Blaise Zabini, the quite and watchful Slytherin. He was handsome with chocolate brown eyes, dark skin with Italian features. He was as tall as himself standing at a height of 5'11 almost reaching the 6 ft marker and had a swimmers build, he could attest to that because Neville saw him swim every day while he was out gathering lake plants.

Zabini did not take his eyes off Harry watching him as he glide though the air; twirling, diving, rolling, and just unwinding. "Its a wonder to see Harry in the air." Neville offered to the conversation, not knowing what to do with himself with a pleasant Slytherin in his midst.

"Yes, I would have to agree with you, Malfoy is always complaining about Potter and quidditch, I thought I would get some air with some peace and relaxation." Neville turned his eyes back to Harry's form, imagining him flying as a bird, Harry was a natural in the sky, almost as if he were a sylph(1).

Looking at Zabini Neville righted himself before he started to leave. "I'll take my leave then and let you have your peace. Goodbye Zabini." Turning to the stairs he was stopped by a hand on his waist. Looking down he spotted a large hand connected to an arm, then a body, more specifically Zabini's, Neville blushed lightly at the spot it was resting on looked into Zabini's eyes, noticing something in those chocolate depths.

"Stay." Was all Zabini said, pulling Neville to him and pressing against his side. Neville didn't know what got a hold of him, but stay he did, relaxing into Blaise's hold and do nothing but watch Harry fly.


Send pairings and prompts please. I hope you like it.

Until Next Time,

Beau