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Forever
A thrum of excitement ran through Harry as he readied himself for bed. Finally the night had come for him to dream about his soulmate. He'd been waiting months for this, since at least March, when Ron had turned twenty-one and met Hermione in his dreams.
The two of them were beyond excited, having fallen in love well before learning they were completely meant for each other.
It was romantic, Harry thought, that they knew they loved each other already, but Harry wasn't overly worried about that. He knew many couples who'd met through their dreams, only to be deliriously happy.
Harry wanted that for himself. He could only hope that he'd see whoever was meant for him. If he were the older of the pair, his dream would be empty, and he'd be playing a waiting game.
Climbing into bed, he spelled the room to echo the rain bouncing off the window. He'd always found the sound of rain soothing, but when he'd tried to replicate it, it never helped as much as real rain.
He supposed it was a good thing he lived in England, where the most common weather was rain.
He closed his eyes and settled back into his pillows. It didn't take long for him to drift off to sleep.
…
"Neville?"
Neville turned to look at him, his lips tilting up in a sweet smile. "Hi, Harry."
Harry grinned at him. "You're my soulmate?"
Neville nodded. "Apparently. At least I didn't have to wait long for you. I was sad last night when there was nobody here to greet me."
"I'm sorry," Harry murmured, stepping closer. He could hardly believe his luck; he'd had a crush on Neville for months.
They'd grown closer after the war, the only two of their friend group to go to University. While Harry had studied Healing, Neville had continued his education on Plants. Harry knew he was hoping to travel some before he eventually settled at Hogwarts.
Pomona had already asked him to be the one to replace her, when she finally retired from her post.
"Don't be sorry," Neville said, holding out a simple, blue and white petalled flower. "For you."
Harry accepted the flower, feeling his cheeks heat. He looked around them again.
"Where the hell are we?"
"I think we can be wherever we want to be," Neville said. "But I'm not sure. Where do you want to be, Harry?"
Harry wrinkled his nose. "A beach?"
He imagined himself at a beach, and Neville must have done the same, because the dream seemed to ripple around them for a moment before they were both on the beach, a towel waiting for them to sit on, the sun blazing down overhead.
"Huh," Harry said, gazing around. "That's handy."
Neville stripped out of his jumper, tossing it onto the sand. He sat down on the beach towel and then patted the empty space beside him. "Come and sit."
Harry did so, and then said, "So. Soulmates?"
Neville's lips tilted up. "Soulmates. Are you happy?"
Nodding slowly, Harry met Neville's eyes. "Couldn't be happier. You?"
"Ecstatic."
…
Harry woke up slowly, feeling warm and comfortable and—holy fuck, Neville was his soulmate.
Before he could work himself into a frenzy, his wards chimed that he had a visitor. Harry slipped out from beneath his blankets and pulled on his dressing gown before padding down to the door.
He opened it to find Neville in front of him, a bag hanging off one arm and a take-away cup of coffee in each hand. "I brought breakfast."
"You're the best," Harry replied softly, stepping back to let him in.
Neville only seemed to hesitate for a split second before he pressed a kiss to Harry's cheek on his way past.
Harry watched him walk down the corridor for a moment, and then he smiled. He could get used to Neville being his forever.
Written for:
Record Collection: 19. A Dream or Nightmare
Film Festival: 17. Forever
Marvel Appreciation: Captain America: Blue / White / Sweet
Lyric Alley: 3. Fallen in love
Forecast: 31. Excited
Snow Globe Maker: 34. Remembrall: Neville Longbottom
Naughty Or Nice: Nice, 8: Neville/?
Hot Chocolate Station: 20. Rain
Fill A Christmas Stocking: 18. Candles - Romantic (word)
Write Letter's To Santa: Step 1: 5. Happy Holidays, Santa: Sweater/Jumper
Snowball Fights: 1. Harry / Soulmate!AU
Big Dinner Bash: Veg: Leeks: "Where the hell are we?"
Toy Making: Book: 2. Soulmate!AU
Paper Snowflakes: Step 1: 1st Fold: Neville Longbottom
Pop Figures: Harry Potter, 22: Neville Longbottom: Neville
Hogwarts Talent Show: Beard Decorating: Flower / Believe