More smut and LOTS of drama in this one…. Oh yeah. Thank you to the anonymous readers who were kind enough to review! It really made my day :) Review PLEASE.

(Saturday, October 25th)

As the school year progressed, it became more and more grueling. The expectations that the headmaster put on the students caused them to stay up later and wake up earlier. The only thing that they ever looked forward to was the lessons for the Army but they were more spread out now because of the homework that the Army's instructors had. Students still came to the room whenever they could in small packs to practice, but it wasn't the same thrill as learning a new spell. Saturdays were everyone's prayer at the end of the week. It was their one day to sleep in and their one day to just relax; if that was even possible.

The sun streamed through the lone window of the Room of Requirement and gave the space a pale tint. Aubrielle rolled over on the cot and bumped the sleeping mass that was her boyfriend. She smiled as he peacefully snored away, knowing that sleep was rare for him. She rested her head on his chest and giggled to herself as it slowly rose and fell with his steady breathing. The Gryffindor moaned and moved his arm so he could put it around the witch's waist. He was awake now, but he was going to pretend to be asleep just so he could mess with her. He flipped over so she was underneath him, practically smothering her into the mattress, and put all his weight on top of her. The Ravenclaw started laughing and squirming underneath him while he continued to snore.

"Neville! You big buffoon, get off ah me!"

She tried to push him off but she lacked the upper body strength. She resorted to the one trick that she knew would work and shot her hands to his armpits. Neville snorted with laughter as his girlfriend started tickling him roughly.

"Aubrielle you witch! You know how ticklish I am…"

He rolled off the bed and landed on the cold floor. Aubrielle erupted with laughter as she peered over the edge of the bed. Her hair fell over the brim of the sheets in wild waves that shined when the morning sun hit them. He was staring up at her like a schoolboy with his first crush as he took her in.

"You're absolutely beautiful, you know that?"

"Oh shush."

She spread out on the bed, blushing harshly, while her boyfriend got off the floor and brushed himself off. He took one look at her, taking up the entire bed, and laughed.

"You know, for such a small girl, you really take up a lot of space."

She stuck her tongue out at him and curled up to give him room. He pounced on the bed and wrapped her up in his arms. She coiled into him, wanting to feel his warmth, and shut her eyes. She was perfectly happy and she didn't want to move in the slightest. Neville lowered his head and kissed her on the tip of her ear, which caused the butterflies in her stomach to wake up. She squirmed a little at his touch and he responded by holding her tighter.

"So love," he whispered, "if my calculations are correct then it's the twenty fifth. That means we're exactly one month away from our one year."

Aubrielle twisted so she was facing the wizard. She brought her hands up and cupped his face and left a tender kiss on his lips.

"Your calculations are correct handsome."

"Mmm…"

He put his hand on her back so he could draw her closer to him. He met his lips with her's, but almost instantly they were forced to pull apart when Nielah spotted them on the cot.

"Bloody Hell you two. How am I supposed to sleep with you guys moaning in the next cot over? Take it somewhere else."

Aubrielle shot her sister a threatening look but Neville just brushed it off by snickering at her.

"She's right Aubs."

Aubrielle pouted, "Well where are we suppose to go?"

Neville winked at her, "I know a spot."

o.O.o

"Neville…where the Hell are we going?"

"You'll see. It's not much further."

He was dragging her out of the castle, much to the witch's unease. It was freezing outside and she was shivering under her light robe. Neville was leading his confused girlfriend out towards the greenhouses to his little cupboard of an office. The houses were constantly being warmed to accommodate the plant's needs so they would be out of the autumn's harsh morning weather. He pulled back the heavy slat of the plastic curtain to one of the greenhouses before leading her all the way to the back. He opened the wooden door to reveal his office; something that he was assigned to once he was given the post of Professor Sprout's teaching assistant. There was a small bookshelf in the corner, which had his many Herbology books and folders crammed into it, and the desk had rolls of parchment and inkwells stacked on it. Aubrielle also noticed a small picture sitting on the desk from their spring break trip to Spain during sixth year. They were both tan skinned and smiling, and Neville was giving her a piggyback ride through the streets of a small village. There was a cushioned chair in front of the desk and a peculiar plant was potted in another corner. It was small and quaint, but it was homey and comfortable. He looked back at her to see her smiling.

"It's so…adorable!"

Neville laughed lightly, "I'm glad you approve."

She grinned at him as he closed the door behind them. He hoisted her up onto his hips and she wrapped her long legs around him. They started kissing passionately and Neville plopped down on the chair with Aubrielle still in his arms. He started working on the clasp of her robe and it was off within seconds. She unbuttoned his jacket and slid it off his shoulders and his t-shirt followed shortly after. The little room had no windows and Aubrielle was already sweating from the close proximity. Before she knew it, she was completely bare from the waist up and Neville was trailing kisses down her throat until he reached the juncture of her collarbone. She threaded her fingers through his hair and moaned as he began to suck on her soft skin. She moved her hands south, finding the knot of his sweatpants, and started working feverishly at it. As soon as the loop slipped free, she slid her hand under his waistband to find his erection. She smirked to herself, satisfied to know that she had caused this, and wrapped her slender fingers around his base. He groaned against her throat as she began to do her magic and pump him. He separated from her neck and watched as his girlfriend slithered down his body until she was on her knees in front of him.

Aubrielle had been very skeptical when it came to oral sex but she found that it made her feel sexy, in a sense. She tugged at his bottoms and pushed both his pants and boxers down his legs. She looked back up and smirked when she saw that he was eager and ready for her. She took her sweet time licking her way along the length of his member and Neville tangled his fingers through her hair. He let out a deep groan as she put his entire tip into her mouth and began to bob on his length; all the while pumping the base with her hand. He looked down at the sight, ridiculously turned on, and realizing how lucky he was to have such an amazing girlfriend. His hormones overtook his body and he bucked his hips unexpectantly, causing her to take him entirely into her mouth. She held herself there for a second before pulling out.

She slowly rose to her feet and stood in front of him. She was naked from the waist up, but she still had her skirt and shoes on. She kicked off her shoes one at a time, loving the way Neville gawked at her. She turned around so her back faced him and found the zipper of her skirt. She pulled it downwards tantalizingly and finally let her skirt pool at her feet once she had it all the way undone. Neville's jaw dropped as she revealed her red lace knickers. She looked over her shoulder and winked, delighted to see his eyes dark with lust. She always had such fun teasing him like this. She hooked her fingers under the band of her knickers, slowly pulled them over her bum while swaying her hips, and inaudibly recited the contraception charm under her breath. She did it quiet enough for Neville not to hear but loud enough for her wandless magic to work properly. She let her bottoms fall as well before turning around and giving her boyfriend a full frontal view of her. He let his eyes roam over her flawless figure and licked his lips in anticipation. He rested his eyes on her breasts for a while before straying towards her womanhood.

He reached his hands out towards her, begging her to come closer. She walked to him and let him wrap his arms around her skinny waist. She opened her legs so she was straddling him and he could feel her center's warmth against his member.

When they were being intimate, they didn't need to talk. It was as if their minds functioned on the same gear and could read each other's thoughts. They just moved so well together. She wordlessly grabbed him and positioned him under her opening. She lowered herself onto him, savoring the feel of having him fill her up. As he entered her tight, wet warmth, he couldn't help but let out a loud moan. She gasped as she took him completely inside her. He gripped her hips and she started to grind on him. As they started to go faster, Aubrielle's hair stuck to her face and the back of her neck. She held onto his shoulders for support as he thrusted up into her while she bounced up and down. The heat of the room was causing them to spiral towards their peaks faster than usual and Aubrielle started to scream out in pleasure.

"YES! Neville, I'm there! I'm…OH YES! HOLY…AHH!"

She arched her back and curled her toes as the ecstasy washed over her body. She came with a loud shriek and stopped for a moment, caught in her high. Just as she was coming down, Neville gave her a few more hard lunges before releasing his load inside of her. He grunted as he came and Aubrielle fell limp against him. They were both panting and sweating but they didn't care. He lightly picked her up and slid out of her before setting her back down on his lap. She rested her head on his chest and he took his wand out to dissipate their natural juices. He kissed the top of her head and she nestled into his torso. As they sat there together, catching their breaths, they lost track of time but, eventually, they went back into the castle.

(Sunday, October 26th)

Neville, Dean, and Seamus were sitting in the back of the library, helping each other with their latest Potions assignment. They were struggling terribly and Neville couldn't concentrate. He was too busy thinking about the amazing day before and his beautiful girlfriend. He tapped the tip of his quill on the desk, leaving ink spots. Dean sat back in his chair, defeated.

"I can't do it. How the Hell are we suppose to do this in one weekend?"

"We can't." Answered Seamus, "it's impossible."

Neville scoffed as he threw the scrolls aside. He put his arms up on the table and rested his head in them. Dean winked at Seamus, who raised an eyebrow.

"Tired, eh Longbottom?"

"Exhausted."

"Aubrielle taking too much energy out of ya?"

Neville shot his head up, hearing a hint of mischief in his friend's voice. "What's that suppose to mean Dean?"

"You know perfectly well what it means. There's no shame in getting it in Longbottom."

Seamus chuckled as Neville's cheeks blushed red. He sat up straighter in his chair and looked at the two Gryffindors.

"What my girlfriend and I do in our alone time is strictly between the two of us."

"Oh spit it out Neville! Why don't you just tell us a few things? We've told you about our…experiences and it's only fair that you return the favor. We want to know…is Song a freak, or what?"

Neville looked from Dean to Seamus. These two were some of his best friends and he would trust them with his life. They had always told him about their experiences with girls, even though Neville really didn't want to hear about Dean and Ginny's old excursions, so he felt obliged to return the favor. He knew that they had good intentions. After all, they were simply happy for him. And they really weren't the ones to go blabbing. He took a deep breath and smiled at them, deciding it was okay to let some details slip. He smirked at his fellow housemates.

"She's not a freak Seamus…she's an animal."

Both seventh years grinned wide and sat forward in their seats with anticipation. Dean wriggled his brows, which made Neville crack up.

"Details Longbottom."

"Oh, c'mon guys-"

"C'mon nothing! You can't say she's an animal and then not tell us anything."

"He's got a point mate…"

Neville held his hands up in defeat, "Alright, alright! What do you want to know?"

"Who's normally on top?"

"It changes all the time. It depends on where we are."

"Yesterday…"

"She was."

Dean patted his friend on the back, proud of his accomplishments with his girlfriend. The two wizards continued to fire off questions.

"Is she loud?"

"Oh yeah. She's a screamer."

"NICE! Just out of curiosity…what kind of knickers did she wear yesterday?"

Neville smirked, "Red lace."

Seamus's eye widened as he pictured Aubrielle in his head. He had done it before, but he felt it was wrong since it was his best mate's girlfriend. Neville saw the look on his face and socked him in the shoulder.

"Quit thinking about Aubrielle like that!"

"Sorry! Sorry…"

Dean smiled, "Everyone fantasies about your girl Neville. But anyway, I'm not done asking questions."

"Great…"

"Just tell me flat out, is she good in bed?"

"She's bloody amazing. If she wasn't, do you think I'd still be doing it with her?"

"Good point. Has she ever…gotten on her knees for you?"

Dean winked at Neville as his blush returned to his face. Seamus put his feet up on the table, completely comfortable with the flow of conversation.

"Yeah…she has."

"Whoa…didn't know Aubrielle had it in her."

"She's only done it a couple of times…"

"So? She's still done it. How far has she taken you?"

"DEAN!"

"Get over yourself Neville and just tell us. Your pauses are getting quite annoying. I'm going to say it again. How far has she taken you?"

Neville sat there, looking at Dean. Should he really be revealing all this? It was his girlfriend and he liked having her all to himself. He didn't want to share her with his buds.

"You know what? I'm done. I don't want to say anything more about Aubrielle and I's sex life. It's ours and only ours. Sorry mate."

Dean gave his friend a reassuring smile. "It's alright Neville. I understand."

"And this will be kept between the three of us and only the three of us."

The other two wizards nodded their heads, "Of course."

Neville smiled, happy that that was the end of that.

o.O.o

"HE WHAT?"

"He was spilling everything about you and your sex life! He told them that you were a screamer, that you wore red lace knickers yesterday, that you give him head…"

"I'm going to kill that boy!"

Aubrielle was pacing back and fourth in the Room of Requirement while everyone was at dinner. Emolly was sitting on the nearest cot with her face twisted in a furious scowl. She was sitting in a cove of the library, working on her Transfiguration project, when she overheard Dean, Seamus, and Neville going on about something. She stood up and leaned against the bookcase and absorbed the entire conversation. As soon as Neville told Dean that his girlfriend gave him head, the Slytherin bolted out of the library to look for Aubrielle. She spotted her in the hallway and quickly threw her into the Room so they could talk in private.

"Dean and Seamus were pressuring him and he gave in."

Aubrielle had tears streaking down her cheeks and her face was red with rage. She sat down next to Emolly on the bed and let the emotions fly out of her. She spoke through gritted teeth.

"What else did he say?"

"Well…he talked about how you were on top yesterday. He did say you were 'bloody amazing in bed' though…"

"Emolly…"

"Sorry. Oh, and he called you an animal."

"That…insufferable…pea brained…ignorant…arse!"

She put her head in her hands and sobbed, her entire being shaking from the emotions that were rocking through her. Why had he done this to her? Why in Merlin's name would he go blabbing about their intimate life? Sure, she had told Emolly that she was having sex, but she didn't reveal any details! She just didn't understand! She thought her boyfriend was above that. The Slytherin placed a hand on her best friend's back and started massaging her.

"I'm sorry Aubs. What…what are you gonna do?"

Aubrielle picked her head up and looked at her friend through glassy, blood shot eyes.

"Lets just say that tomorrow…he won't know what hit him."

o.O.o

That night Aubrielle slept with Emolly. When Neville asked her why, she gave him the cold shoulder and simply didn't reply. Not wanting to start another argument, he shrugged his shoulders and slept alone. While he snored away, Aubrielle and Emolly were wide-awake, talking about the following day. Neville didn't say anything to his girlfriend because he didn't want a confrontation, but in Aubrielle's eyes, he had already said enough.

(Monday, October 27th)

The following day was another lesson but Aubrielle had asked Neville to meet her at the Room thirty minutes earlier to help her with a spell. She was standing there already, wand in hand, and staring at the portrait of the lovely young lady that hung on the wall. She heard the doors open behind her but didn't even bother to turn around. She knew it was her boyfriend. He walked into the Room suspiciously, wondering why she was facing away from him.

"Hey Aubs. What spell did you need help with?"

She spun around and concentrated on his wand arm as he took out his wand. Without even saying the incantation, the wand flew out of his hand and landed at her feet. His eyes grew wide and his jaw dropped.

"Aubrielle! You just did Expelliarmus wordless…and wandless…"

"I know. I've been practicing that one. And a couple others…"

He raised an eyebrow at her when he heard the tone of her voice. She aimed her wand at him and flicked her wrist. Ropes shot out of the tip of her rod and wrapped themselves around her boyfriend. He stood there, shocked, as she walked closer to him.

"What the Hell Aubrielle…"

"How could you? How could you tell Dean and Seamus about our sex life?"

Neville was in awe. Which one of them betrayed him like that? He thrashed against the ropes but it was no use. Aubrielle's binding curse was full proof.

"Aubs, love, please…"

"Don't call me love! I am not your love! I think you said so yourself…I'm your ANIMAL!"

"Please calm down! I don't know how you figured out about my conversation…"

"Emolly was in the cove next to you! SHE OVERHEARD EVERYTHING! If she heard you guys than other people probably did too! How could you reveal that stuff? That was special to us!"

She was crying now, the rage of her emotions getting the best of her. She had been so stressed since the beginning of the school year with all the homework, the war, and the relationship that she just let it all fall on her at once. All Neville could do was stay there in the ropes and take it. He felt terrible knowing that Aubrielle was hurting so much but he honestly felt like it wasn't that big of a deal. Still, she continued to scream at him.

"You…YOU'RE A PIG NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM!"

"Hold on! I am NOT a pig Aubrielle! I'm sorry that you had to learn about it this way but please calm down! It was just some guys having a conversation-"

"ABOUT ME! About what I choose to do in bed! It was wrong! Did you really have to tell them what color my knickers were?"

"Dean asked me about it! He tells me all the details about his girls and I felt bad for not telling him anything. PLEASE CALL DOWN!"

"NO! No Neville! Don't tell me to calm down! You are an arse for saying those things! You could've said no! YOU COULD HAVE STOPPED TALKING!"

"AND I DID! I DID, I SWEAR! Dean asked a question that crossed the line and I stopped! I told him no! I PROMISE!"

Aubrielle pointed her wand threatening at him. This wasn't a fight that he was going to win.

"AND YOU DIDN'T THINK THAT TELLING THEM I GIVE HEAD WAS CROSSING THE LINE!"

"Okay, okay I'm sorry! That one did! I'm sorry babe! Please untie me so we can talk!"

"NO! LEVICORPUS!"

The wizard rose into the air and was instantly flipped upside down. She twisted her wand in her hand and the Gryffindor spun in the air. Once she knew he was feeling dizzy and nauseous, she let her concentration 'slip' and he came crashing to the ground. With another flick of her wand he was free from his bonds. She angrily chucked his wand back at him, secretly hoping that he would fight her so she could cause him more pain. He gripped his head as he regained his equilibrium and curled his fingers around his wand. He stood up warily and looked at his girlfriend who was in hysterics. She was on her knees with her head hung, sobbing. He took a step towards her with his hands out, unsure of how to handle the situation. He had never seen this much pain or anger from anyone, let alone his girlfriend. She heard him walking towards her and she immediately raised her wand. He stopped dead in his tracks as he watched her get to her feet. She glared at him with eyes hostile enough to kill.

"Why? Just tell me why in Merlin's name you would expose that stuff to Dean and Seamus."

"Like I said, those two have told me everything about their girls. I felt bad and they suckered me into it. To my defense they promised me afterwards that they would never tell anyone! How was I suppose to know that Emolly was listening?

"You know you could have stood up to them and said no! You could have been a bloody Gryffindor for once!"

Neville went from upset to angry in about a millisecond. He didn't get upset about many things, but questioning his house traits was one of them. Aubrielle knew how self-conscious he was about it too.

"NOW YOU HOLD UP ONE DAMN MINUTE AUBRIELLE. Don't you dare question my courage or loyalty! I LOVE YOU! I love you! I didn't mean to hurt you! I am so sorry-"

"IT'S TOO LATE FOR THAT NEVILLE! Do you know how much that hurt? Do you understand how upset I am!"

They were screaming at the top of their lungs by now and neither of them heard the other students enter the Room. They shuffled in, scared to say anything, and watched the fight unfold in front of them. Emolly and Ginny watched wide-eyed as their best friends fought against each other. From what people could tell, Aubrielle was furious about something Neville had done and this wasn't going to end in a kiss and make-up like last time. The witch was bawling, letting the tears drip from her chin, and Neville looked like he was going to throw up.

"I'M SORRY FOR HURTING YOU! How many times do I have to say it? I'm sorry Aubrielle! I genuinely am! If I could take it all back I would!"

"YEAH WELL YOU CAN'T NEVILLE!"

"Can you please calm down and lower your voice?"

"WHY! You said it yourself, I'M A BLOODY SCREAMER!"

He grew silent, understanding that this was it. This is what it had come to. He had hurt her so badly that she was beside herself and not in the right state of mind. He hung his head, feeling the sting of tears building up in his eyes. He looked at her to see her still crying, as if her life depended on it. He spoke to his girlfriend through quivering lips.

"I'm s-so sorry A-Aubrielle."

"I am too. We're done Neville. Done."

"Aubrielle…please…"

She stared at him defiantly, "We're done."

He started crying at that moment and he felt like someone had taken a hammer to his heart. He turned on his heel and darted out of the Room and Ginny ran out after him. Aubrielle hit the floor in hysterics and let all the pressure that had built up drain out of her. Emolly went rushing over to her and quickly gathered her up in her arms. The Ravenclaw's entire body shook as the pain emptied out of her. Emolly was stroking her friend's hair and shushing her, trying to force her to get herself together. Luna stepped in front of the students and gave them an apologetic look.

"No lesson today. Head back to your dorms. The older ones too."

Within seconds everyone was gone and the only people left in the Room were Emolly and a destroyed Aubrielle.

DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING DID YOU! Mwahahaha Sorry if you hate me but it had to happen. Not every relationship is perfect, ya know? Review for a chunk of the next update! And trust me…you want that chunk.