Hello~ :D hahaha, my laptop's STILL jacked up (BOO) so I'm still on my sister's. XD

THANK MY SISTER NOW! 83 lol

Mmk, this was ALMOST a Neville and Luna story, but I think it would have fit Frank and Lily more. XD

SHIPPING: (obvious by now) Frank/Lily 83

BTW: I dunno what a Nargle looks like, so I'm just brainstorming here. XD

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[Frankie is 16 while Lily is 14! :3]

Lily Luna Potter was in the Ravenclaw common room with Frank Xenophilius Longbottom, watching him doodle on the corner of the Quibbler. Now, Lily had been placed into Gryffindor, but she liked hanging out with Frank in Ravenclaw, where her brothers didn't walk through every five seconds to check on them. Of course, Frank was completely calm and fine with the whole thing, just like Luna would have been, but Lily didn't like being interrupted. Ironically, they never really talked. They would just stay silent and either watch TV, read together (waiting for Frank to read a page took quite a while, though), or just watch the other draw, write, or, in Lily's case, play match-maker.

"What is that?" Lily whispered gently and politely, her head resting on Frank's shoulder.

"A Nargle," he replied in his dream-state voice.

They were in a cute position that they were always in, which people would either gush, snigger or tease at whenever they walked by. Lily was curled up on the couch, her head against Frank's shoulder, while he would lay his own head on top of hers and stretch his legs out on the coffee table. Usually, he'd have an arm around the back of the couch (basically her shoulder) or he'd hold her hand, but when he doodled, he just focused on the pencil.

"Nargles are," she looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember that Christmas a year ago, "those things that hide in mistletoe, correct?"

"Correct," he smirked at her, causing her to beam. "Mom and I have been searching for them for a while."

"You'll find them," she encouraged. "I know you will. You have persistence, Frankie. I admire that about you."

"And you have romance skills," he returned the compliment. "You were right about your cousin becoming a Lupin. I admire that about you."

He could feel her smile into the nape of his neck before she turned her head back toward the page of the magazine. Frank never went all-out with his pictures. He just doodled, which was basically all he inherited that had to do with art. Whenever he did more than just doodle, it always came out wrong in his eyes. He just doodled and shaded. This Nargle ended up looking rather good. It had that buggy-look to it, too. Soon, Cho Chang's son, Chan Andren, walked out in front of the two. Frank looked up at him and smiled.

"Hi Chan," he greeted him in his natural tone.

"Hello," he nodded at his fellow Ravenclaw before looking at Lily. "Aren't you in Gryffindor?"

"Yes," Lily replied, stretching her hand out for Chan to shake. "I'm Lily Potter; nice to meet you."

"I'm Chan Andren," he smirked flirtatiously. "It's nice to meet you, as well."

The boy smirked and kissed the Potter's hand. Frank's eyes suddenly flickered away from the magazine page, forgetting the doodle by a long shot. Lily gained a tiny bit of pink in her cheeks, wondering what Chan did it for. The Longbottom gently grabbed Lily's arm and slowly and carefully pulled it back into her lap. The fourteen year old looked up at her boyfriend, seeing him angry for the first time. She had seen him happy, calm, embarrassed, confused, oblivious, depressed, and strong, but she had never seen him angry before.

"What's the matter, Longbottom?" Chan smirked.

He was just trying to piss him off; it didn't take a genius to figure it out. Chan had always had something against the boy. It was more than possible that he just thought he was weird, which was what everyone used to think of Luna. Frank set his pencil and magazine down and looked Chan straight in the eye. He obviously had jealousy and annoyance flicking through them, staring at the boy flirting with his girlfriend. Lily just looked up at him, staying silent and studying his stubbornness. She thought he may have inherited these feelings from Neville. Of course, though, she was never sure about Frank completely until she asked. No one ever was.

"Cat got your tongue?" Chan clicked his tongue, cocking an intimidating brow.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that just to make me angry."

"Excuse me?" he inquired.

"Don't do stuff just to make me angry, please," he repeated.

"It'd be a lot more intimidating if you didn't add 'please' to the end."

"I'm trying to be polite," Frank stated, "so I'd rather add 'please' to the end of my sentences instead of the profanities that are running through my head at the moment."

"Well…" Chan began to mutter as he walked off.

Frank eyed him, still wearing his look of a little, green-eyed monster. The moment the other boy left the room, Frank sat back into his usual position, forgetting all about his doodle. He allowed his hand to graze his curly, dark hair before sighing and regaining his composure. Lily saw his eyes go from a raging, annoyed green to their normal silvery-blue, causing her to smile and nuzzle her face into his neck. The action took him by surprise just a bit, which made him go wide-eyed. He looked down at her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, setting his head against her own.

"I didn't know you could even get angry," she giggled softly.

"Only sometimes," he shrugged.

Frank kissed the top of her head and moved his hand down to her hair, beginning to play with her red locks. After a minute, he picked the Quibbler back up and flipped through the pages. Lily looked at the words, scanning over each one quicker than the last. When she was finally done, she looked at the Longbottom. He had stopped looking at the magazine. Instead, he was becoming quite interested in the ceiling. This made the Potter snicker and kiss his cheek. She knew he wouldn't know about it until he snapped out of his trance and she told him, but it was just fun to do. Secretly, she did it all the time when he wasn't any paying attention.

That was just a tad bit more than a kiss on the hand from Chan Andren, though.

=A/N=

LOL I just thought it'd be fun to write about. :3 In all honesty, I was just going to write about him doodling, but that would've been WAY too short! XD

So, I added Cho Chang's son (just a random name at the last minute XD) and created a dark side to innocent, little Frankie. ;3 hahaha, don't touch his girlfriend or he'll bite your head off! LOL you know he will, too!

Uhm, so I have about 4 or 5 other drabbles until Hogwarts comes up, so be looking forward to that, alright? ;p

BTW, here's the disclaimer. XD

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any characters or plots. They belong to Rowling…well, except Frank and (sadly) Chan. XD