A/N: Ah! I remember why I had so much fun writing Love and Darkness. I lived off your reviews! They keep me in good spirits.
Thank you Spike+Buffy=LOVE (I don't agree, but I rather like being crazy), Mythical Vampire (I am nowhere near done on this fic), ClarKeRaVen (lol. I got you addicted? Sorry.), Scratches, SleepyTee, SilentStalker, Silverfox, MiniMe ( I haven't the slightst clue if Seamus and Harry will hook up. And yes, I was thinking about Swan.), Mystica, coriander, Fleur Rochard, twilights death, and Rehanna.
For Mystica
***
In spite of the possibility of impending doom, Draco was ever practical. That morning he wore a tank top. "But it's January!" Harry protested. So Draco threw on a sweater and pushed the sleeves up to his elbows. At breakfast it became apparent that Snape had also discovered the semi-good news. He hair had been properly washed for the first time in what might have been years. He exchanged the smallest of smiles with Draco when the blonde entered the Great Hall and went back to his musings, staring at the smooth skin on his arm in awe and occasionally flitting his eyes to the eastern windows.
Hermione entered the Great Hall with a newspaper in her hand, chatting excitedly with Greg. She noticed Draco's arm immediately. "So it's true," she whispered reverently. Greg bit his lip in thought.
"You should've heard him scream this morning," Ron said, making room for the newcomers. Greg raised a dark eyebrow.
"No comment," he said helping Hermione into her seat.
"That kind of screaming happened last night," Seamus said, grabbing a piece of toast. "I heard it."
"If you're going to act like dolphins, at least use a silencing charm," Dean said. Hermione giggled.
"Dolphins?" Ron echoed.
"The only things more horny than the average teenagers are dolphins and bonobo chimps," Hermione explained.
"They haven't reached the chimp phase yet," Dean said.
"Actually, I think they've already peaked at the chimp stage and have dropped to the dolphin stage," remarked Seamus.
"Just so you know, I'm highly uncomfortable with this conversation," Harry commented, buttering half of a blueberry muffin.
"Well, those who have no sex life are always interested in the sex lives of others. Isn't that right, Bill?" Seamus called as Bill passed by. The unfortunate Bill, who had arrived in time to catch Seamus's last statement, blushed crimson and declined to give a response. Seamus giggled. "He's so cute when he's embarrassed."
"That's lucky, since you have a talent for embarrassing people," said another voice.
"Why thank you, Nev...ille." Seamus looked up wide-eyed to find Neville snuggling up to his very amazed boyfriend. Neville laughed and kissed Ron gently yet firmly. Ron melted into it gratefully.
"I'm dreaming," he mumbled. "I've fallen asleep in my eggs.
"Is there such a thing as communal dreaming?" Draco asked.
"There have been a few documented cases," Greg answered. Neville shook his head and tossed a folded piece of parchment to Harry.
"For you nightmares," he said. "May we all have such vivid dreams."
"I hope not. I have no desire to see Snape in a Speedo," replied Dean. Neville looked at him curiously, but decided not to pursue the topic.
"How are you?" he asked Draco instead.
"If you mean 'what side effects have you suffered since the Dark Mark vanished?', then the answer is a sense of peace and an overwhelming sense of dread," Draco replied, accepting a strawberry from his boyfriend.
"Any thoughts?" Neville said.
"He-who-is-annoying is using an even more underhanded approach to world domination," Greg said. Ron snorted.
"Why do all villains go for world domination? What is so great about the world that they feel the need to claim it all? I am perfectly content with what I've got here," he said, nuzzling Neville. Neville beamed.
"Precisely!" said Harry.
"Any plans to counter?" asked Neville, trying very hard to suppress the urge to drag Ron someplace more private.
"We don't know what we're up against. Suppose it's not Voldipants?" Seamus replied.
"We?" said Dean.
"Did I say 'we'? I meant 'you', as in Harry, Hermione, Ron, and possibly Draco," Seamus responded facetiously. "Yes 'we'! Do you honestly plan to let someone walk all over you?"
"Of course not, but 'we' weren't invited."
"Your help is more than welcome," said Harry sincerely. Neville detached his lips from Ron's neck.
"Anxiously solicited, in fact," he panted. Seamus and Dean exchanged a glance.
"We're in," they said simultaneously. Neville jumped up.
"I have to go," he said.
"Why?" Ron asked.
"Nicki's distraction was only supposed to give me enough time to see what you were up to. I'll be back when I can, I promise." He gave Ron a deep kiss with a hint of what he would have loved to do if he only had the time and left, leaving Ron more miserable than before.
"Tease," he sighed.
***
I missed Neville! I had to bring him back, if only for a little while. I can say nothing for future parts of this story because I changed the plot on myself. So if you have suggestions, I'm all ears. Speak to me, darlings. Review!
Love,
J. Silver
Thank you Spike+Buffy=LOVE (I don't agree, but I rather like being crazy), Mythical Vampire (I am nowhere near done on this fic), ClarKeRaVen (lol. I got you addicted? Sorry.), Scratches, SleepyTee, SilentStalker, Silverfox, MiniMe ( I haven't the slightst clue if Seamus and Harry will hook up. And yes, I was thinking about Swan.), Mystica, coriander, Fleur Rochard, twilights death, and Rehanna.
For Mystica
***
In spite of the possibility of impending doom, Draco was ever practical. That morning he wore a tank top. "But it's January!" Harry protested. So Draco threw on a sweater and pushed the sleeves up to his elbows. At breakfast it became apparent that Snape had also discovered the semi-good news. He hair had been properly washed for the first time in what might have been years. He exchanged the smallest of smiles with Draco when the blonde entered the Great Hall and went back to his musings, staring at the smooth skin on his arm in awe and occasionally flitting his eyes to the eastern windows.
Hermione entered the Great Hall with a newspaper in her hand, chatting excitedly with Greg. She noticed Draco's arm immediately. "So it's true," she whispered reverently. Greg bit his lip in thought.
"You should've heard him scream this morning," Ron said, making room for the newcomers. Greg raised a dark eyebrow.
"No comment," he said helping Hermione into her seat.
"That kind of screaming happened last night," Seamus said, grabbing a piece of toast. "I heard it."
"If you're going to act like dolphins, at least use a silencing charm," Dean said. Hermione giggled.
"Dolphins?" Ron echoed.
"The only things more horny than the average teenagers are dolphins and bonobo chimps," Hermione explained.
"They haven't reached the chimp phase yet," Dean said.
"Actually, I think they've already peaked at the chimp stage and have dropped to the dolphin stage," remarked Seamus.
"Just so you know, I'm highly uncomfortable with this conversation," Harry commented, buttering half of a blueberry muffin.
"Well, those who have no sex life are always interested in the sex lives of others. Isn't that right, Bill?" Seamus called as Bill passed by. The unfortunate Bill, who had arrived in time to catch Seamus's last statement, blushed crimson and declined to give a response. Seamus giggled. "He's so cute when he's embarrassed."
"That's lucky, since you have a talent for embarrassing people," said another voice.
"Why thank you, Nev...ille." Seamus looked up wide-eyed to find Neville snuggling up to his very amazed boyfriend. Neville laughed and kissed Ron gently yet firmly. Ron melted into it gratefully.
"I'm dreaming," he mumbled. "I've fallen asleep in my eggs.
"Is there such a thing as communal dreaming?" Draco asked.
"There have been a few documented cases," Greg answered. Neville shook his head and tossed a folded piece of parchment to Harry.
"For you nightmares," he said. "May we all have such vivid dreams."
"I hope not. I have no desire to see Snape in a Speedo," replied Dean. Neville looked at him curiously, but decided not to pursue the topic.
"How are you?" he asked Draco instead.
"If you mean 'what side effects have you suffered since the Dark Mark vanished?', then the answer is a sense of peace and an overwhelming sense of dread," Draco replied, accepting a strawberry from his boyfriend.
"Any thoughts?" Neville said.
"He-who-is-annoying is using an even more underhanded approach to world domination," Greg said. Ron snorted.
"Why do all villains go for world domination? What is so great about the world that they feel the need to claim it all? I am perfectly content with what I've got here," he said, nuzzling Neville. Neville beamed.
"Precisely!" said Harry.
"Any plans to counter?" asked Neville, trying very hard to suppress the urge to drag Ron someplace more private.
"We don't know what we're up against. Suppose it's not Voldipants?" Seamus replied.
"We?" said Dean.
"Did I say 'we'? I meant 'you', as in Harry, Hermione, Ron, and possibly Draco," Seamus responded facetiously. "Yes 'we'! Do you honestly plan to let someone walk all over you?"
"Of course not, but 'we' weren't invited."
"Your help is more than welcome," said Harry sincerely. Neville detached his lips from Ron's neck.
"Anxiously solicited, in fact," he panted. Seamus and Dean exchanged a glance.
"We're in," they said simultaneously. Neville jumped up.
"I have to go," he said.
"Why?" Ron asked.
"Nicki's distraction was only supposed to give me enough time to see what you were up to. I'll be back when I can, I promise." He gave Ron a deep kiss with a hint of what he would have loved to do if he only had the time and left, leaving Ron more miserable than before.
"Tease," he sighed.
***
I missed Neville! I had to bring him back, if only for a little while. I can say nothing for future parts of this story because I changed the plot on myself. So if you have suggestions, I'm all ears. Speak to me, darlings. Review!
Love,
J. Silver