I was too cruel to Neville, as I always am.

J.K.Rowling owns the characters and uses them to haunt my nightmares and my deepest fantasies. Yes, you -really- needed to know that.

Confessions

Chapter 2. Severus knows

Severus fluttered his eyes open and looked at the sleeping mess next to him. Harry felt himself being watched. He could always feel it. He was lost somewhere in the moutains but he opened his eyes slowly. "Morn'n Sev.." He said half-heartedly.

"Morn'n love. How was your chat with Longbottom?" Severus asked, brushing hair away from Harry's green eyes. The sparkle in said eyes faltered slightly. "Something is wrong - I don't know what it is. He seems so- so- Jealous. Of what, I don't know." Harry shrugged and snuggled closer to Severus.

"Longbottom needs to get laid." Severus said, sitting up and brushing his own dark hair away from his eyes. Pale skin all the way to the waist band of dark green boxers with the golden snitch imprinted on the bum area. Harry's idea of humor. Severus surprised Harry by actually wearing them.

Harry just chuckled and nodded. "Oh so true." He paused and sat up, drawing the blankets around him. "But Seriously, Severus. Something is definatly up." Severus smiled. "Great - now all he needs is a woman. Or a man. Sexual prefrence?"

"Stop it, Severus."

Severus shrugged and headed into the bathroom to take a shower and brush his teeth and do things of the like. Yes, he did do those things. When Severus (and Harry, do to censored reasonings) emerged from the shower clad in bath robes they sat down on the edge of their bed. To talk.

(Author's notes : Ha! You thought I'd get all smutty! Noppers.)

"So, Harry. What symptoms does Longbottom have?"

"First of all - its 'Neville' and second - Stuttering-"

"Thats usual."

"No, its different this time. And extream irritablility. He nearly went into a coughing fit whenever your name was mentioned."

Severus rubbed his temple and blinked slowly, "Harry, don't you know what he's getting at?"

"He- no, I don't. What's wrong?" Harry asked, leaning his head on Severus's shoulder. Severus pushed the younger man away so he could look into the emerald diamond feild that was Harry's eyes.

"He's jealous."

"Knew that. Of what?"

"Us."

Harry burst out laughing. "Neville--jealous of us!?!? Me and you?" Harry said, when he finally calmed down. That was rich. "Yes, Harry - he has all the signs of common jealousy towards another being."

"But jealous of you?" Harry knew it was the wrong thing to say when the words came out of his mouth. "Not me in perticular- but what we have. Obviously." Severus said, chosing to ignore what Harry had so carelessly said.

"Sorry Sev.." Harry muttered, looking at his feet before looking up, "Really- you honestly think Nev.'s Jealous of what we have?" Severus nodded slowly, dark locks falling back into his eyes. "Harry - think about it. How many times were you there for him? You have the ability to grow on someone until they become attached. I don't know if Longbottom-sorry- Neville just doesn't want you around me, or if it's something more. I do know, however, of the state of his phsyical being earlier was not one to take lightly. You cannot let this progress until he ends up in another state of mind as he was before."

It did make sense, some of it. Harry wasn't ready to accept it, however. If Neville went into another state like earlier, fine. Harry would take it upon himself to help Neville out in his time of need. Neville, however, had to understand that Harry was with Severus, now, and nothing could make him give the man up.

Harry sighed. "Look, maybe I'll- I don't know- talk to him or something, clear the matter up. Kay?"

Severus nodded. "Now, what did you have in mind for breakfast?"

Harry smirked and licked his lips, "Dun know - something with whipped cream.."