He was a shy boy. So cute with chubby and clumsy appearance. Trembling just at any teacher's words. His marks crumbling misserably. Ron not doing well either in his first year, but at least he enjoyed the school days, and one or too many adventures with his hero best friend.

Neville at the other hand, just too shy to even tried to make friend. Thats why when the school about to held a yule ball, I tipped him long time before hand. I even ask Ginny, bribed her with nice new dress, to spare her self incase Nev end up mustering no courage to bring anygirl. Gladly, Nev made it to ask Ginny. I drained my first salary to buy Ginny a dress, so spare none for Ron, just his luck, haha. Never imagine its gonna suchs that awfull dress he got.

Nev's marks were bad not because he is lack in intelegency, oppositelly, he is actually rather smart. He just overstressed. My main task from prof. McGonagall was just to made him feel more relax, save and confident.

I never really think much of him actually. Not I dont know that he fancy me. But its not just Neville who loves to tailing me arround back then in my senior years in the school. I was also mentoring saveral else first classes and getting closer to some of them. They're adored me, openly or secretly.

Nev always openly adored me, following me arround like a little lost puppy. Hermione bounching to me everytimes she got best marks (to think about it, its mostly her marks actually). Harry always sit on my side in the great hall.

Ron too shy to show his feeling. Ron even purposely let Harry took his place beside me at every meal. Because he is my brother. He's just feel the urge to show his friends that he is no more my LITTLE BABY brother. And Fred and George's teases didnt help much for him feel confident to show his feeling to me. He didnt want to admit he needed me. But he did not realized his behaviour said oppositelly. I know all his movements just because he never stay away of me. Even if he avoid me, i also know he must up to something. Its so funny to think how innocent Ron and his gank think they had it all for their self, while their behaviour so suspicious.

I knew Draco tricked Harry and Ron at the first year. If not for me caught Draco first and send him back to his house, Harry could've dueled him back then using that what Ron suggest, "Toss your wand away and use your punch." Ew. Such of a magic disgrace.

If not for my brown nose, Neville would layed in the floor all night long hexed by Hermione. Of course i know about the dragon. Charlie owling me rightly after Ron told him. We wont let our little baby brother risked his school because of Hagrid's recklessness. I risked my badge to protected him.

But still I sometimes too lazy to follow them arround, and just for my luck, the time I ignored them, they tend to get dangerous adventures.

I knew Ron and Harry had turned arround, but my responsibility to assure the rest of the class's savety from the troll attack was just way bigger, so I ignored them, and they got to meet the troll.

I was too looking for Ginny when Slytherin heir took her, thats why one more time Ron and Harry slipped out my watch.

And I was not even in the school when Sirius bite Ron's leg.

Of course Harry could never understand why I could never trust him back then.

But Neville just saw too many of my self without my realization. Sometimes I want to just kill his pet frog who keep lost made Nev wandering arround so oftently.

Once a time, just when thing got heated between me and Penny, I saw a glimpse of him. I wonder, how much he knew. I cant tell Penny why I halted that night because I didnt want to embarased her or make Nev on awkward position. But she's just too offended on my sudden disinterest to see what she just bough specially for me, and decided to end our relation instead.

Thats simplify my guilt. Its really bother me to sneak arround the empty classes on our prefectial patrol. We cut points from others because they wandering arround past curfew, but we did sneaky things. I would never dare to dream the Head Boy badge if we keep did that. (And her red lingerie set actually too tacky. Ewww).

And from that point onward, I could be together with Oliver much easier without I feel like a cheater. I was not a cheater, never feel so. I just tried to amuzed Oliver after all (And we did it in our privat bed room, where we really supposed to be past curvews). But still went out with them both feel wrong for me.

When things went really wrong with Oliver, I just realize my real feeling for him. We've been together for years after all. On peacefull days, on war, and everything. He loves me. I loves him, more than "just" an idle amusement idea. He want to spent all his live with me, take care of me, and I can not imagine my live without him. We shared our dreams and encouraging each other. I though he understand my dream.

Indeed Oliver looks happiest when I took a leave from the ministry because I felt too fed up. He insisted to pay my college tuition and everything, but I managed to convinced him to not doing so.

He was dissapointed when Kings called me back to the Ministry and I accepted his proposal to promote me as his senior undersecretary.

I dont know why he should be dissapointed. Its not looks like I will never return to the Ministry afterall. With my college's major he should get the hint that I still interested to make a life in political career. I just need a break, and I really wanted to go to college like muggles.

Kings's only able to spared two years for me to enjoy a "normal" college live. He had been desperated for how dissorganizedly his office was. I got special permit to arrange my job arround my classes schedulles. All the way until i finished my doctorade.

I was hoping Oliver would be as happy as I when Kings won his second term as the Ministry of Magic, and appoints me as his youngest Departement Head, just in the field I'm mastering at.

But instead, Oliver just leave me.
I cant choose him over my career. Just the same he would never give up quiditch for me. Not that I ever ask him to.
I love him, and I love to let him do what ever he loves to do.

So, I never understand how to stick to the Ministry so difficult to be understanded, while I always simply understand he stick with quiditch even if many peoples said its a hopeless future to hold. I always assure him I will stay with him in his high or low. Whether he is a megastar or a fallen one.

I never bother about dominance in our relation. I dont care who wear black or white suite in our wedding. I will wear the white one if he want me to. I'm a man. He is a man. I never want him to be my wife, neither I want to be his wife. But, heck, I will wear the white suite for him.

But I will never resigned my job. Its just about logic. My job is steadier. And afterall its my dream.

But somehow that was just too offending for Oliver. He want to be the husband. He want to be the provider. My salary increasement come just when his contract start decreased. And he can not stand that.

He leaved me.

I hate my life.

Every time I got awesome promotions, I lost something precious.

It was my family when Fudge appointed me as his junior undersecretary. Yes, I leaped so many steps that made a lot of colleagues green of envy. But I never could digest when its my own father. He should be proud. But no. He insulted me instead.

And then Oliver.

Really what is wrong to climb up to my career? Why should I choose between two? How do peoples expect me to halt my career? Cant they just cheer for me?

I was just too heart broken when HE comes to me.

He was different. And alcohol on my promotion celebration help me none to recognized him.
All I knew just a nice looking tall muscullar sun tanned skin dandy man, smile goofily and made his way to me.
He has a nice butt, and I need to escape from my grief. Let it be a one night stand. Or two, I dont care.

He acted all overly too familiar, I credited as if he just tried a trick to laid me down. I'm not a popular man, but heck, I'm well known everywhere. I'm the permanent minister's asisstant afterall. Dont ask me why all of that ministers never bother to replace me anyway. I just too gratefull to sticked on that post to even bother to care why too. Thats why I was happy that Kings assured me, I really deserved my promotions.

We came back to his flat because I was just too drunk to speak any coherent words.
But still my body react well on his teases, and we had great night.

But I wake up in horror because apparantly that nice arsed man not just know my name.
But also has my saveral pics. My young pics.

My pic with Ron and Neville on Nev's seventh birthday.
My pic with Nev and his Nana before he got on the Hogward Express.

My pic with Oliver on our graduation. Oh what a beautifull days. Our eyes lighted with hope and love. So young and happy.

I dont know that somebody made another copy of this pic. Ofcourse both I and Oliver have each one. But why this man has one too?

Is this man a stalker?

"Do you want a cup of cofee, or tea, Perce?" He sudenly showed up in the door frame.

I jumped back. I just realized he called my pet name all night long.
"Who are you! Why do you have a lot of my pics? You didnt randomly meet me last night, arent you?" I pointed my wand to him in treathening stand.

He's tumbling on the floor, laughing hard. I feel so offended.

"Perce! You dont recognize me? Oh Merlin, this is hilarious!" He tried to stand on his feet, but tumbling again from his laugh.

I scoffed.

"You dont see another pics?"

I steal a glance back to the wall where all the pics hung.

There a lot of other pics of Ron. And his classmates. One certain classmate showed in a lot of the pics.

Oh Merlin.

"Nev?"

"The one and only, Sir." He bows.

I tumbled to the wall. But Nev is chubby and innocent!

I covered my face. I just remembered I've meet him on his grown up body. On the battle. On Fred's funeral. Indeed he grows taller, but he was still chubby. Not this square jawed slim fit all muscular charming man!

I groaned of embarassment.
I slept with Nev! My little baby brother's friend, baby Nev!

Again.

And again.

I smile when he's mumbling my name in his muse.

"I'm here." I pull my glasses, put it in my suite pocket and hang it in the hanger.

His eyes snapped open, smiles wide, stand up hursily, crossing the room and hungrily hunt my lips. His hands hug me tight, his hip pressed to mine, something has been hardened, passionately he's rolling his hip to get more contact with mine...

"I miss you. I miss you..." He's breathing the words between his kiss.

Just my luck i had cast the silencing and locking spell to the door.

He undone my clothes just in a blink. I'm chuckling and tried to push him away to undone his shirt when he's nuzzling my neck. We hadnt meet for days, but his straight forwardness still surprised me.

I undone his clothes slowly to tease him, but he impatiently shrug it him self and latch his body back to me. Attacking my mouth with his lustfull kiss.

I was thinking he's just curious after what he saw back then in the school, and then of course he knew Oliver and I went out after I broke up with Penny.
But he had proofed he has more than just a curiousity on me.
His acceptance in our terms realy bind me to him. In one or another way, may be I just get addicted to his way to make me feel really deserved to dream as high as possible.

He agreed we need no black and white suites to proof our loves. He understand I'm not ready to move in with him.

He encourage me to step as high as I could. He always antuasiasly nodding on my grunt and rants on the urgency of some certain laws enforcement, reimplementations, new regulations, and everything.

He always understand what I think is important to do. He even encourage me to bring up the cauldron bottom standarization regulation again. He would stand up to testify how bad cauldron bottom not just an economic lost, but also a potent danger for the potion makers.

He gave me a lot of new ideas that fill up the Ministry's fault, and make my departement as the most important departemen in the renewed Ministry.

He is really changed so much. He is no longer a shy and clumsy boy.

He is now a full initiatived man of confident. Raving each inches of my skin. Licking my fingers deliciously.
Adoring and pumping my throbbing member. Sucking it greedily. Leave me no power to do retroflexly to him.

I'm surrendered to his cares, layed on the table top on my stomach. I let all of my body for him, legs wide spreaded. I obediently give all his wish, he is entering me and we're racing on a tight orgasm lines one after another.

He collapsed on my top. Panting and chanting my name on his each breath. I'm too petrified to move. His heavy body pressed me to the table, but I feel like I float on the clouds. Wide smile planted on my face. We stay still and savouring our climax in silent for some while.

"Nev."
"Hmmm?" He pull him self up and props to his chair. He pull me to his lap. His member has shrink back as mine too. We're cuddling comfortably with my back tigh pressed on his chest and stomach.

I answer him not. Just summon a paper from my suitcase and hand it to him.
He read that in an awe. Then hug me tighter.

"Its awesome...! You will made it, Perce... You will." He whisper it to my ear.

With him, I may dream whatever I want.
With him, I may be a swan or an eagle.

I turn arround and cling my hand to his neck, while the other caresing his jaw line.
A genuine proud smile adoring his lips. Oh, how can I not fall in love to him, deep, and deeper?

He closes his eyes, one hand hold me on his lap, while the other one catch my hand, bring it to his mouth, and licks it deliciously.

I put my head on his shoulder and lets him do his favourite finger licks activities. He never get bored of this. Sometimes he got climaxed solely from licking my fingers.

Something grow between us.

That is love.

And our members. Demanding to participate in the celebration.
And we obey them.