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But the new characters are MINE, so don't steal them, ask and I'll probably
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so don't sue me!
Special Thanks to: My big sis, for helpin' out. I Love Ya' Sis!!
Arrayed before Albus and Snape were all the students and teachers and ghosts of Hogwarts, the teachers had their wands out and were spaced evenly along each long side of the Great Hall, the ghosts kept watch from overhead and listened to any whispered comments. This was an official student lockdown. No one was going to escape. All of the students were mildly bedraggled seeing as they'd just come from their dorms after only an hour of sleep. Though for all of their lack of sleep, whispers were flying around. Everyone had head of what had happened to Neville, and why. The Gryffindor table looked like an unruly mob barely kept in check by the teachers and their wands.
"It seems," rang Dumbledore's voice out over the Great Hall, silence. "that some students here lack tolerance for those of us who do not fit what they deem right or normal. Those students should know, they face expulsion, no exceptions, no excuses."
Fear coiled around a clump of boys at the Slytherin table like their own serpent around it's prey, Crabbe and Goyle were getting looks of worry from the rest. Malfoy looked at them oddly from the other end of the table.
"It would also appear that most of you do not understand these student's actions, I am glad of this," He looked directly over at the small clump of boys at Slytherin. If looks could kill, they'd be minced meat. All of Hogwarts was giving them a look identical to Dumbledore's. Neville was a good guy, and they saw no reason why who he was attracted to was any of their business. "but of those of you who have your so- called reasons for your actions. Come here."
The boys didn't move.
Their mistake.
After 3 seconds, animals from nightmares only from the deepest darkest places burst out of ever teacher's wands in the entire great hall. All of them converged on the boys. Birds with blood dripping from their beaks and the most savage insane look in their eyes, the blood never reached the ground, it evaporated to nothing, Dogs howling ethereal sounds that were more cries of rage than howls nipped at their heels.
The boys screamed in terror and ran for Dumbledore, with nightmares herding them all the way.
Aidan reeled in Dumbledore's office. Drowning in the passionous hate that washed over him from the Great Hall, he instantly sprang up his shields. He hadn't grown up learning a different kind of magic for nothing. Then, he surrounded the energy with a web of his own, soaking it through into him, weaving a nightmare beyond nightmares…
Hate grew more concentrated with every second, the tension in the Great Hall was growing so that even the enchanted ceiling seemed to change, it flashed lightening and storms overhead.
Shaking, sweating, and almost exhausted, Aidan gathered the energy into the second before final manifestation…
In the Great Hall, the nightmares fanished and the boys promptly fell unconscious from mental shock where they were but nor for long…
Aidan could feel it building until, the still point. Aidan blasted the energy through it, into final creation..
An unearthly wail started as a whisper and grew to monumental volume in the matter of a few seconds, the boys had been revived against every wish they had and they suffered. With the wail came rain, real pelting rain, but it was hot, not cold, hot. Like tears. It only fell on the monstrous boys, Crabbe and Goyle had huddle together under the High Table and were sobbing, the rest either stared wide eyes up into the rising storm in the ceiling or sobbed.
Dumbledore stood at the High Table calmly observing this apparent sobbing fit from out of no where.
Aidan was on the floor next to the desk sobbing, sobbing for every time he'd been beaten, for every time he'd been hated, he sobbed for Neville, he sobbed for every person who would have to go through what Neville almost did, and what he had. He was still quite aware that this was all being channeled to the Great Hall and that the boys were quite shocked, but he could read their limitations. He had yet to go over them, they'd be fine after it was over and they felt safe again. He moaned…
The wail in the Great Hall started to moan, and lessen…
Aidan sensed the hate he'd used to fuel the frightening nightmare fading fast, he let it. He would just let it fade and leave them in silence.
Dumbledore raised a hand to get everyone's attention, but he already had them as a captive audience.
"I don't think. That anyone would disagree that justice has been served."
Only the boys whimpering and huddled in the farthest corner of the High Table's platform was heard.
"You'll find your things by the front gate, owls have been sent, leave. You are officially expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Someone cheered as they left.
Everyone looked.
It was Malfoy.
"What? Can't a guy cheer when two bigots leave? I may be mean, but I'm not a bigot!"
Everyone laughed
The Gryffindor table started cheering as well, and soon the whole of Hogwarts was cheering and clapping.
Neville tried to open his eyes, he was still really weak and tired.
Ohh, getting the shit beat out of you hurts.
He heard soft sobs and a low moan. Neville looked around and saw a boy lying on the floor next to Dumbledore's desk.
Dumbledore's desk?? I must be in the office…oh I hurt so bad…
He tried to move but as soon as he tried he gave out a gasp of pain.
Aidan heard a gasp from behind.
Oh shit, bet I look like a corpse warmed over from the way I've been crying.
He turned to face Neville. It was his turn to gasp.
They both sat there staring, for how long neither knew. All they knew was that the other was extremely attractive.
Aidan was the first to recover.
"I'm, uh, I'm…" or maybe not.
Neville stared at this blood-shot gray-green red rimmed eyes, and the tangled and tear soaked hair, and the stains from this boys sobbing.
He's really hot.
Neville could see that, even under this strange boy's current look. He suddenly realized this was the first attractive guy he had wanted that his loins hadn't quivered at.
Maybe there's something more to what I'm feeling….
Aidan stared at his shirtless patient. His salve had worked it's near miraculous healing on his bruises and they had fast faded to almost nothing, faint yellow spots where he had been pure black and blue only a few hours ago.
I've never felt like this, this is more than just wanting him in my bed, though that's a part of it.
Aidan stood up brushed off his uniform, which by now was a mess
"I'm Aidan." He said, his voice betraying a slight tremble which was obvious all through his body in the form of his shivering despite the warmth in the room.
"Hi, I'm Neville. Are you the one taking care of me?"
"Yes." Was Aidan's still trembling reply.
"Uh, well. Thanks. Why are you taking care of me instead of being in the hospital wing?" More sure of himself on this topic, Aidan replied.
"Because, Snape didn't think it would be safe there for you. Considering what those boys were trying to do." Aidan mentally berated himself for the last comment.
"I see," Neville seemed thoughtful for a moment. "Are you. Uh, like me?"
Relief washed over Aidan for some strange unknown reason.
"Yes. I am." He smiled warmly, with the dried tears on his cheeks they felt stiff, but he still smiled because somehow he couldn't help it. Neville smiled back.
Then Aidan and Neville both remember that Neville wasn't wearing a shirt, just his trousers. They both flushed, Aidan a deep crimson and Neville a light pink.
Neville just threw his robes on, and left them open so his chest and abs were still at least still a little bit visible .
A knock on the door, followed by Snape interrupted them. He had a grin on his face, and he looked very nice with it. Much better than his usual surly scowl.
"They're gone Neville, they've been expelled."
Neville's face showed joy and Aidan felt a surge of happiness for him and the urge to hug him was almost too much to hold off.
Neville instead hugged him.
Rainbows danced around them, the floor dropped out from underneath and they floated, the stars started to supernova for a spectacular fireworks display.
Neville reveled in Aidan's smell and touch, his senses reached their peak when they kissed as soon as Snape left. Neville had kissed guys before, but not like this. This was different, this was special.
This. He tought. Is love.
Aidan thought his head would explode when Neville kissed him, it didn't. He just found himself clinging to Neville. Needing to be loved, needing to love. He knew Neville felt the same from the way he was returning his kisses.
I can't believe it, I'm in love and we've only just talked!
They both heard cheering from down the long staircase, Neville paused in his return of one of Aidan's many heated kisses.
"I think, they're having a party." He said impishly. Aidan's eyes lit up, blood shot no more.
"Yes! Now I can dress in my normal clothes!" he said.
"I'd love to see you in them." Whispered Neville. His dark brown bangs mixing with Aidan's.
They kissed again and left the office holding each other's hands and smiling insanely happy.
Author's Talk: Whathca think people?? Tell me in a review!! Advice welcom, as is constructive criticism!
Special Thanks to: My big sis, for helpin' out. I Love Ya' Sis!!
Arrayed before Albus and Snape were all the students and teachers and ghosts of Hogwarts, the teachers had their wands out and were spaced evenly along each long side of the Great Hall, the ghosts kept watch from overhead and listened to any whispered comments. This was an official student lockdown. No one was going to escape. All of the students were mildly bedraggled seeing as they'd just come from their dorms after only an hour of sleep. Though for all of their lack of sleep, whispers were flying around. Everyone had head of what had happened to Neville, and why. The Gryffindor table looked like an unruly mob barely kept in check by the teachers and their wands.
"It seems," rang Dumbledore's voice out over the Great Hall, silence. "that some students here lack tolerance for those of us who do not fit what they deem right or normal. Those students should know, they face expulsion, no exceptions, no excuses."
Fear coiled around a clump of boys at the Slytherin table like their own serpent around it's prey, Crabbe and Goyle were getting looks of worry from the rest. Malfoy looked at them oddly from the other end of the table.
"It would also appear that most of you do not understand these student's actions, I am glad of this," He looked directly over at the small clump of boys at Slytherin. If looks could kill, they'd be minced meat. All of Hogwarts was giving them a look identical to Dumbledore's. Neville was a good guy, and they saw no reason why who he was attracted to was any of their business. "but of those of you who have your so- called reasons for your actions. Come here."
The boys didn't move.
Their mistake.
After 3 seconds, animals from nightmares only from the deepest darkest places burst out of ever teacher's wands in the entire great hall. All of them converged on the boys. Birds with blood dripping from their beaks and the most savage insane look in their eyes, the blood never reached the ground, it evaporated to nothing, Dogs howling ethereal sounds that were more cries of rage than howls nipped at their heels.
The boys screamed in terror and ran for Dumbledore, with nightmares herding them all the way.
Aidan reeled in Dumbledore's office. Drowning in the passionous hate that washed over him from the Great Hall, he instantly sprang up his shields. He hadn't grown up learning a different kind of magic for nothing. Then, he surrounded the energy with a web of his own, soaking it through into him, weaving a nightmare beyond nightmares…
Hate grew more concentrated with every second, the tension in the Great Hall was growing so that even the enchanted ceiling seemed to change, it flashed lightening and storms overhead.
Shaking, sweating, and almost exhausted, Aidan gathered the energy into the second before final manifestation…
In the Great Hall, the nightmares fanished and the boys promptly fell unconscious from mental shock where they were but nor for long…
Aidan could feel it building until, the still point. Aidan blasted the energy through it, into final creation..
An unearthly wail started as a whisper and grew to monumental volume in the matter of a few seconds, the boys had been revived against every wish they had and they suffered. With the wail came rain, real pelting rain, but it was hot, not cold, hot. Like tears. It only fell on the monstrous boys, Crabbe and Goyle had huddle together under the High Table and were sobbing, the rest either stared wide eyes up into the rising storm in the ceiling or sobbed.
Dumbledore stood at the High Table calmly observing this apparent sobbing fit from out of no where.
Aidan was on the floor next to the desk sobbing, sobbing for every time he'd been beaten, for every time he'd been hated, he sobbed for Neville, he sobbed for every person who would have to go through what Neville almost did, and what he had. He was still quite aware that this was all being channeled to the Great Hall and that the boys were quite shocked, but he could read their limitations. He had yet to go over them, they'd be fine after it was over and they felt safe again. He moaned…
The wail in the Great Hall started to moan, and lessen…
Aidan sensed the hate he'd used to fuel the frightening nightmare fading fast, he let it. He would just let it fade and leave them in silence.
Dumbledore raised a hand to get everyone's attention, but he already had them as a captive audience.
"I don't think. That anyone would disagree that justice has been served."
Only the boys whimpering and huddled in the farthest corner of the High Table's platform was heard.
"You'll find your things by the front gate, owls have been sent, leave. You are officially expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Someone cheered as they left.
Everyone looked.
It was Malfoy.
"What? Can't a guy cheer when two bigots leave? I may be mean, but I'm not a bigot!"
Everyone laughed
The Gryffindor table started cheering as well, and soon the whole of Hogwarts was cheering and clapping.
Neville tried to open his eyes, he was still really weak and tired.
Ohh, getting the shit beat out of you hurts.
He heard soft sobs and a low moan. Neville looked around and saw a boy lying on the floor next to Dumbledore's desk.
Dumbledore's desk?? I must be in the office…oh I hurt so bad…
He tried to move but as soon as he tried he gave out a gasp of pain.
Aidan heard a gasp from behind.
Oh shit, bet I look like a corpse warmed over from the way I've been crying.
He turned to face Neville. It was his turn to gasp.
They both sat there staring, for how long neither knew. All they knew was that the other was extremely attractive.
Aidan was the first to recover.
"I'm, uh, I'm…" or maybe not.
Neville stared at this blood-shot gray-green red rimmed eyes, and the tangled and tear soaked hair, and the stains from this boys sobbing.
He's really hot.
Neville could see that, even under this strange boy's current look. He suddenly realized this was the first attractive guy he had wanted that his loins hadn't quivered at.
Maybe there's something more to what I'm feeling….
Aidan stared at his shirtless patient. His salve had worked it's near miraculous healing on his bruises and they had fast faded to almost nothing, faint yellow spots where he had been pure black and blue only a few hours ago.
I've never felt like this, this is more than just wanting him in my bed, though that's a part of it.
Aidan stood up brushed off his uniform, which by now was a mess
"I'm Aidan." He said, his voice betraying a slight tremble which was obvious all through his body in the form of his shivering despite the warmth in the room.
"Hi, I'm Neville. Are you the one taking care of me?"
"Yes." Was Aidan's still trembling reply.
"Uh, well. Thanks. Why are you taking care of me instead of being in the hospital wing?" More sure of himself on this topic, Aidan replied.
"Because, Snape didn't think it would be safe there for you. Considering what those boys were trying to do." Aidan mentally berated himself for the last comment.
"I see," Neville seemed thoughtful for a moment. "Are you. Uh, like me?"
Relief washed over Aidan for some strange unknown reason.
"Yes. I am." He smiled warmly, with the dried tears on his cheeks they felt stiff, but he still smiled because somehow he couldn't help it. Neville smiled back.
Then Aidan and Neville both remember that Neville wasn't wearing a shirt, just his trousers. They both flushed, Aidan a deep crimson and Neville a light pink.
Neville just threw his robes on, and left them open so his chest and abs were still at least still a little bit visible .
A knock on the door, followed by Snape interrupted them. He had a grin on his face, and he looked very nice with it. Much better than his usual surly scowl.
"They're gone Neville, they've been expelled."
Neville's face showed joy and Aidan felt a surge of happiness for him and the urge to hug him was almost too much to hold off.
Neville instead hugged him.
Rainbows danced around them, the floor dropped out from underneath and they floated, the stars started to supernova for a spectacular fireworks display.
Neville reveled in Aidan's smell and touch, his senses reached their peak when they kissed as soon as Snape left. Neville had kissed guys before, but not like this. This was different, this was special.
This. He tought. Is love.
Aidan thought his head would explode when Neville kissed him, it didn't. He just found himself clinging to Neville. Needing to be loved, needing to love. He knew Neville felt the same from the way he was returning his kisses.
I can't believe it, I'm in love and we've only just talked!
They both heard cheering from down the long staircase, Neville paused in his return of one of Aidan's many heated kisses.
"I think, they're having a party." He said impishly. Aidan's eyes lit up, blood shot no more.
"Yes! Now I can dress in my normal clothes!" he said.
"I'd love to see you in them." Whispered Neville. His dark brown bangs mixing with Aidan's.
They kissed again and left the office holding each other's hands and smiling insanely happy.
Author's Talk: Whathca think people?? Tell me in a review!! Advice welcom, as is constructive criticism!