The Shy Ones
Author's Note: I was REALLY bored when I decided to write a story for Neville Longbottom, one of the characters of HP that isn't exactly focused on as much. Plus I don't know if there are many stories about him, so I did this for fun.
Disclaimer: I don't the HP characters. ( *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~* Chapter 4
Neville sat silently and watched as Seamus and Ron had an arm wrestling match in the middle of their dorm floor. The room door opened and Hermione stepped in. she rolled her eyes and closed the door behind her. Even as a Perfect, she still came in the boys' dorm. It wasn't as if they weren't use to it by now. Besides, none of them were going to tell on her. unless they wanted to face Ron after wards. "Good evening boys." She said brightly.
"Evening Hermione." They all answered as they did their individual activities. She sat on Ron's bed and began watching the match before turning to Neville.
"This is for you." She said, handing his something." She said. She smiled at him secretly before turning to Ron. "Hey there, love. Maybe you'd like to hurry up so we can go on and handle our business." She suggested. Ron looked up at her with a smirk.
"Patience 'Mione." He said playfully. She smiled a bit. Seamus frowned.
"Just because you're girlfriend is here doesn't mean a thing." He said, though he was straining at this point. Neville just shook his head. Seamus could never beat Ron in an arm wrestling match. He opened the piece of parchment to reveal a letter from Hannah. He smiled a bit and tuned out everything around him as he read. Just as he finished, Ron stood up, grinning triumphantly.
"I knew I'd win." He said brightly. He slapped Seamus on the back. "Maybe next time, eh?" Seamus rolled his eyes.
"Yeah right. C'mon Harry, its you and me now." He said. Harry grinned and got up, lying in Ron's spot and got ready to arm wrestle before turning to his two best friends.
"You two, Mr. and Miss Perfect. Be back before curfew!" he called in a motherly fashion. Ron rolled his eyes as held the door open for Hermione. He and Hermione had both been named perfects for Gryffindor and then they both began dating so Harry would call them both Mr. and Miss Perfect.
"We've got a meeting with McGonagall for your information, Mr. Potter." He said. "And you had better not be any where with a certain Weasley girl if you know what's good for you." When they left, Neville got up as well.
"Where are you going?" asked Dean, looking up from his DADA book. Neville shrugged a shoulder.
"I have to pick something up from the library." He answered. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
As they walked through Hogsmeade, Neville had to admit, he never thought he'd have this much fun from a girl that he only knew by face until now. "Ooo look! They're giving out candy at Honeydukes!" cheered Hannah, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the store. Neville spotted Ron and the twins ahead of everyone else. It was funny site since the twins were trying to beat Ron to the candy.
"I can't believe those are my brothers." Groaned Ginny. Neville turned around and saw that Harry and Ginny watching the scene as well.
"Well we had better et up there before the twins decide to stock up on ALL the candy and leave us with nothing, eh." Suggested Harry and began pushing through the crowd.
"C'mon Neville, we had better hurry up to" said Hannah and began dragging him forward. It took a lot to get through the Weasleys, but after the owner came oout, everything was more under control. Neville had joined Hannah in the three Broomsticks after wards where she talked about her family. Things were pretty nice when you could actually talk freely to someone. Neville had to admit, he never thought he'd see the day he would be spending all his time with a girl that wouldn't criticize or make fun of him. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So, what do your parents do for a living?" Neville jumped at the sudden question. He and Hannah had been seeing each other for two months now, and were presently sitting under the same tree they'd always meet under. He looked at her uncertainly. "Well you know, I've never heard anything about your parents. I bet they're really great."
"Well, my dad was an auror for the ministry." he said quietly.
"Was? Is he. dead?" asked Hannah, leaning over to look him in the face since he was currently looking down at his hands.
"No. he and my mum are in St. Mungos right now. Some Death Eaters were trying to get some information and tortured my parents for it. They weren't killed, but they were messed up really bad." He answered. He bit down on his lower lip. He had never told anyone this information. No one.
"Are they trying to get healed?" asked Hannah in concern.
"They can't be healed. That's how bad it is." Neville answered. "During the holidays, my gran takes me to go see them. but they can't remember me" his voice began to crack and he saw Hannah shift her weight out the corner of his eye. She got on her knees and placed her hand on his cheek making him face her.
"Neville, I honesty can't say I know what you're going through, but." She looked at him and there were tears shinning in her blue eyes. "but if you let me.. I'll help you out through all of this." She promised.
"Seriously?" he asked and she smiled, whipping a single tear off his cheek.
"Seriously." She promised, and kissed his lips gently. Though he hadn't exactly expected for that to happen, Neville put an arm around her waist and continued the kiss. He had never known he would feel this way about a girl. and Hannah was what he needed right now. He needed her more now than anyone else in the world.
Author's Note: I was REALLY bored when I decided to write a story for Neville Longbottom, one of the characters of HP that isn't exactly focused on as much. Plus I don't know if there are many stories about him, so I did this for fun.
Disclaimer: I don't the HP characters. ( *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~* Chapter 4
Neville sat silently and watched as Seamus and Ron had an arm wrestling match in the middle of their dorm floor. The room door opened and Hermione stepped in. she rolled her eyes and closed the door behind her. Even as a Perfect, she still came in the boys' dorm. It wasn't as if they weren't use to it by now. Besides, none of them were going to tell on her. unless they wanted to face Ron after wards. "Good evening boys." She said brightly.
"Evening Hermione." They all answered as they did their individual activities. She sat on Ron's bed and began watching the match before turning to Neville.
"This is for you." She said, handing his something." She said. She smiled at him secretly before turning to Ron. "Hey there, love. Maybe you'd like to hurry up so we can go on and handle our business." She suggested. Ron looked up at her with a smirk.
"Patience 'Mione." He said playfully. She smiled a bit. Seamus frowned.
"Just because you're girlfriend is here doesn't mean a thing." He said, though he was straining at this point. Neville just shook his head. Seamus could never beat Ron in an arm wrestling match. He opened the piece of parchment to reveal a letter from Hannah. He smiled a bit and tuned out everything around him as he read. Just as he finished, Ron stood up, grinning triumphantly.
"I knew I'd win." He said brightly. He slapped Seamus on the back. "Maybe next time, eh?" Seamus rolled his eyes.
"Yeah right. C'mon Harry, its you and me now." He said. Harry grinned and got up, lying in Ron's spot and got ready to arm wrestle before turning to his two best friends.
"You two, Mr. and Miss Perfect. Be back before curfew!" he called in a motherly fashion. Ron rolled his eyes as held the door open for Hermione. He and Hermione had both been named perfects for Gryffindor and then they both began dating so Harry would call them both Mr. and Miss Perfect.
"We've got a meeting with McGonagall for your information, Mr. Potter." He said. "And you had better not be any where with a certain Weasley girl if you know what's good for you." When they left, Neville got up as well.
"Where are you going?" asked Dean, looking up from his DADA book. Neville shrugged a shoulder.
"I have to pick something up from the library." He answered. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
As they walked through Hogsmeade, Neville had to admit, he never thought he'd have this much fun from a girl that he only knew by face until now. "Ooo look! They're giving out candy at Honeydukes!" cheered Hannah, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the store. Neville spotted Ron and the twins ahead of everyone else. It was funny site since the twins were trying to beat Ron to the candy.
"I can't believe those are my brothers." Groaned Ginny. Neville turned around and saw that Harry and Ginny watching the scene as well.
"Well we had better et up there before the twins decide to stock up on ALL the candy and leave us with nothing, eh." Suggested Harry and began pushing through the crowd.
"C'mon Neville, we had better hurry up to" said Hannah and began dragging him forward. It took a lot to get through the Weasleys, but after the owner came oout, everything was more under control. Neville had joined Hannah in the three Broomsticks after wards where she talked about her family. Things were pretty nice when you could actually talk freely to someone. Neville had to admit, he never thought he'd see the day he would be spending all his time with a girl that wouldn't criticize or make fun of him. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So, what do your parents do for a living?" Neville jumped at the sudden question. He and Hannah had been seeing each other for two months now, and were presently sitting under the same tree they'd always meet under. He looked at her uncertainly. "Well you know, I've never heard anything about your parents. I bet they're really great."
"Well, my dad was an auror for the ministry." he said quietly.
"Was? Is he. dead?" asked Hannah, leaning over to look him in the face since he was currently looking down at his hands.
"No. he and my mum are in St. Mungos right now. Some Death Eaters were trying to get some information and tortured my parents for it. They weren't killed, but they were messed up really bad." He answered. He bit down on his lower lip. He had never told anyone this information. No one.
"Are they trying to get healed?" asked Hannah in concern.
"They can't be healed. That's how bad it is." Neville answered. "During the holidays, my gran takes me to go see them. but they can't remember me" his voice began to crack and he saw Hannah shift her weight out the corner of his eye. She got on her knees and placed her hand on his cheek making him face her.
"Neville, I honesty can't say I know what you're going through, but." She looked at him and there were tears shinning in her blue eyes. "but if you let me.. I'll help you out through all of this." She promised.
"Seriously?" he asked and she smiled, whipping a single tear off his cheek.
"Seriously." She promised, and kissed his lips gently. Though he hadn't exactly expected for that to happen, Neville put an arm around her waist and continued the kiss. He had never known he would feel this way about a girl. and Hannah was what he needed right now. He needed her more now than anyone else in the world.