THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS. I know I always say it, but I truly mean it. You guys have no idea how giddy and happy I get whenever I read the email notices. So yes, Thank You. Also, Smut in this chapter. You have been warned! RxR!

(Wednesday, November 19th)

Aubrielle and Neville were both sitting up in their cots in the hospital wing with several professors surrounding them. Professor McGonagall was there, as well as Professor Flitwick, Professor Carrow, and Madame Pomfrey. They were debating about the two seventh years' obligations to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class and McGonagall was furious.

"You brought these kids to unconsciousness, Amycus, and that is absolutely unacceptable!"

"I simply was punishing them for their refusal to participate in class, Minerva. My tactics are reasonable."

"You used the Cruciatus Curse on them! That is not reasonable by any standards!"

Flitwick spoke up for the first time, "As Head of House for Ravenclaw, I have the right to pull my students out of classes if I feel they are in danger or do not need the course. Since Ms. Song received an O on her O.W.L. for Defense Against the Dark Arts, I am having her withdrawaled from the class, immediately. Obviously you have something against these two, since your punishment was so severe, and I will not have you torturing any of my students."

"Oh I have something against these two. They violated one of the most important rules set in place by the Headmaster."

"A rule that is completely foolish and unreasonable for an institute like this one!"

"It is a rule nonetheless and I'll have you know that these two do more than simply talk to each other."

"For Merlin's sake, Amycus, who cares?" Professor McGonagall yelled at the professor, which took him by surprise. She had intentionally moved herself in between the two students and him as to show where her loyalties stood. As a matter of fact, she knew that Neville was in a relationship with Aubrielle because she had to separate them multiple times in the Great Hall last year for snogging. They were young and they loved each other and she would do anything to protect the couple. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Carrow.

"I want Neville taken out of your class as well."

"No."

Instead of hearing the rejection from Carrow, everyone spun around to face Neville. He was looking back at his Head of House boldly. The old witch looked confused.

"No, Mr. Longbottom?"

"No. I want to stay in the class. Period."

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice-"

"No Professor, I do. I want to stay in the class. I need as much practice as I can,"

he turned to look at the death eater harshly, "even if it is ludicrous and unreasonable."

The adults all stood there, unsure of how to handle the situation. McGonagall admired Neville's courage, but was this really necessary? The seventh year turned his head to face his girlfriend. His eyes were watering as he took in her wounded appearance. She had a terrible fat lip and a dark bruise on her cheek, and that was just her face. He faced Carrow once more.

"That's what you want anyway, isn't it? To make sure that we can't see each other?"

The teacher didn't respond, but instead looked at Neville smugly. Of course that's what he wanted. He would rather have both students dead, truthfully, but the precious professors of the school would likely unleash all their magic on him and that wasn't something that he didn't want. Professor McGonagall looked at Neville and saw the sincerity in his face. He was going to be persistent about staying in the class and there was really nothing she could say to change his mind.

"If you are sure about this Mr. Longbo-"

"I am."

"Right. Then Mr. Longbottom will return to class next week. Ms. Song, as of now, is no longer enrolled in the class. Now, lets get back to our duties and leave Madame Pomfrey to attend to her patients."

The professors nodded to each other, understanding that that was the final word that was going to be said on the matter, before leaving the wing. Aubrielle let out an audible sigh and turned to look at her boyfriend.

"Must you always be so stubborn?"

"You knew I would insist that I stayed in the class."

"I know, but you couldn't push your pride aside just once? I don't want you to get hurt again."

She trailed off a little, looking at his scars and bruises. He saw the worry in her face and slowly flung the covers back before swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He was still extremely sore and it took him awhile to move. Aubrielle moved over so she was close to the edge of her bed and there was room for Neville to get in. He made the short trip to her cot and cuddled down next to her. He opened his side up so she could snuggle with him and she gingerly put her head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around her and started rubbing her back, like he normally did. Screw the rules, they had both been tortured not longer than a day ago and he was going to hold his girlfriend in his arms, house statuses be damned. Aubrielle closed her eyes after she found Neville's heartbeat and the rhythmic pulse put her in a dreamlike daze. She found her mind drifting and before she knew it, she was sleeping. Neville followed suit shortly after. Madame Pomfrey came by to check up on them one last time before finishing things for the night and smiled to herself when she saw the couple sleeping in each other's arms. She quietly closed the curtains, deciding not to wake them up, and didn't come back until the following morning.

(Saturday, November 22nd)

A couple things happened during the week that followed Professor Carrow's use of the Cruciatus Curse on Aubrielle and Neville. One, Aubrielle thoroughly enjoyed not having a morning period on Tuesday and Thursdays now, even though it meant she had no classes with her boyfriend. She was just elated to know that she would never have to have Carrow as a teacher again.

Neville, on the other hand, liked staying in the class because it meant that he could look out for the other Army members. Ever since he had become one the instructors for the Army, he became a sort of father figure to the rest of the students. He wanted to stay in Defense Against the Dark Arts to make sure that his friends were taken care of. The Ravenclaw found it extremely honorable, but she couldn't help but worry about him whenever he came back to the Room with a new bruise, scar, or swollen eye. Still, he insisted that he wasn't hurting that badly and so he decided to stay in the course.

Emolly stayed under the radar not only with the Army, but with the entire student body in general. She spent most of her time with Blaise, because he demanded that she be at his constant beck and call, but in return, she wasn't 'punished' as badly. She only went to the Room of Requirement whenever there was a new lesson so it surprised Aubrielle when she was at their review session on Saturday. What shocked her even more was that the Slytherin was talking privately to Luna and Ginny in the corner.

The three witches were by themselves, making sure that no one heard them. They were creating a very important plan for Tuesday and it was crucial that no one was able to eavesdrop. It would just ruin everything.

"So you know what Tuesday is, right?"

"Aubrielle and Neville's one year."

"What about their little break that they had for five days?"

"I talked to Aubrielle yesterday; they're not counting that."

Emolly, Ginny, and Luna were all looking at the couple in question. The pair was trying to help Nielah with her full body Patronus, but the fifth year was still unable to produce an animal. The three witches watched, amused, before turning back to their conversation. Emolly had been waiting for Aubrielle and Neville's one year for months, because she wanted to help make it special for the couple. When she had approached Ginny and Luna about it, they were only all too eager to help her. The toughest thing was making sure that all the Army members stayed out of the Room of Requirement for the night. As if reading her mind, Ginny asked the toughest question.

"How are we going to keep all the Army members out for a night?"

"Leave that to me," piped Luna, "I have an idea and I don't want you two worrying about it. Now, the bigger question, what exactly do we want to do? How do we want to set this up?"

"I want it to be a complete surprise for the both of them. I want it to be romantic and perfect." Ginny was grinning, thinking about the night that her friends were going to have.

"Dinner for two?"

"How about just dessert?"

Aubrielle nodded, "Right. I know a lot of the elves personally so I can take care of that. Candles?"

"Of course. Nothing too cheesy though; neither of them are that mushy."

"When are we going to do all this?"

"Right before Nielah leads them here."

"So around 8:30?"

"So around 8:30."

(Tuesday, November 25th)

"Nielah, where are you taking us? You know it's our one year and we wanted to spend some time alone."

Aubrielle let out a moan as her little sister insisted that she and Neville follow her to the Room. She said it was urgent and that she needed the both of them. Aubrielle, on the other hand, was, to be blunt, horny. She wasn't going to try and fool anyone; she really wanted Neville, badly. They hadn't had sex in a little under a month and her body was absolutely craving it. She rolled her eyes as Nielah excitedly spoke the password.

"We're fighting to stay alive."

The doors appeared and the young Ravenclaw was only too eager to push the doors open. She dragged the two seventh years into the Room and soon both of their jaws dropped in awe. The Army's headquarter was completely transformed and it was almost unrecognizable. Sitting in the middle of the dimly lit Room was a table with two candles on it. They were already lit with a perfectly sized flame that made it all the more intimate. There was a large crystal bowl on the table, complete with an ice cream sundae, and two tall glasses of ice water. The table itself was draped with a rose colored cloth and the two seats had cushions on them in the same shade of pink. There were ivory drapes scalloped along the ceiling and Aubrielle couldn't help but giggle when she saw their bed. It had been pushed together with another one, to form one huge bed, and there was a large pink blanket folded on it, along with silk pajamas. Nielah slowly pushed them forward, willing them to sit at the table, before smiling at the both of them and disappearing from the Room. Aubrielle still stood there, dumbstruck, and was brought back to reality when her boyfriend broke the silence.

"Wow."

"My thoughts exactly."

"Emolly?"

"Oh yeah. My bet is that Ginny and Luna helped too."

"Most definitely. Shall we?"

He motioned to the display and Aubrielle nodded. She took his hand and followed him. He pulled out her seat and she sat down while he went to the other side of the table.

o.O.o

After the ice cream was finished and their long conversation was over, they moved to the bed, much to Aubrielle's anticipation. All during dessert she was antsy in her seat, wanting nothing more than to jump across the table and pounce on her boyfriend. She hadn't had urges this strong in a very long time and she was using every once of her will power to stay still and let the night unfold. But once Neville playfully pushed her on the bed, she let her hormones take over and before he knew it, his shirt was being ripped off. He smirked at her eagerness and simply brought his lips to her's in a passionate kiss. He was propped up by his forearms and hovering over the witch, while she was working furiously at his belt buckle. 'Damn, she really is eager. Better please my lady." He brought one of his arms down and slid his hand up her thigh and under her skirt. He lightly skimmed the outside of her womanhood through her already moist knickers and she bucked her hips against his delicate touch. She was absolutely going insane on the inside and any amount of intimacy was going to send her over the edge. She finally was able to get the button on his jeans undone but instead of pulling his pants down, like she normally did, she shot her hand straight into his boxers and firmly gripped his member. A low groan erupted from the back of his throat and the blast of pleasure caused him to bit down on Aubrielle's neck. She let out an airy gasp and kept grinding her hips into his, begging him to have his way with her. It was as if she was going to die if he didn't touch her. He removed his mouth from her neck and slid down her body and her hand left his pants. He gripped the waistband of her panties and slid them down her long legs. Her skirt followed afterwards, and the movement of his fingers grazing her thighs sent her head reeling and her body begging for more. He brought his hands back to her chest and tantalizingly unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time. When the article was discarded, she arched her back so he could slip his hands under her and unhook her bra. She was now fully nude in front of him, like she had been so many times before, but he had to stop and mentally pinch himself before going any further. This was his girlfriend, his amazing girlfriend, whom he had crushed on for years. Now, they were celebrating their one-year anniversary, something that he thought would never happen when he first laid eyes on her. She was panting lightly, which caused her chest to heave, and Neville decided to put the poor girl out of her misery. He brought his lips back to her's, which she welcomed wholeheartedly by wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders, while he found her sweet spot before putting a finger into her. She groaned into his mouth as he began to pump into her and before she knew it, three fingers were in her. She was bucking her hips and moaning loudly as she finally got her wish. She intertwined her fingers in his hair while he worked his mouth towards her breasts. She could feel the fire in her gut growing rapidly and she just wanted her release already. She kept grinding into his hand, trying to speed up the process, and was soon engulfed in a wave of immense pleasure. She closed her eyes, let out an airy shriek, and arched her back into her boyfriend as her peak rocked her entire body. Her body stiffened as the climax lingered inside of her and her panting grew heavy.

Neville pulled his fingers out of her and stepped off the bed so he could rid himself of his pants and boxers. Normally he would lie down on his back so she could give him oral sex, but watching his girlfriend get off like that made him impatient and he wanted her in that very instant. Barely giving her enough time to come down from her climax, he quickly opened her legs up and plunged inside of her womanhood.

"WOAH!"

Aubrielle tossed her head back on the pillow as the Gryffindor filled her up. He grunted as he quickened the pace of his thrusts, gripping her hips for leverage. She was quickly nearing another release and she could tell that Neville was too. Deciding to do some of the work, Aubrielle took her legs and wrapped them around his waist before flipping them over. Now on top, the Ravenclaw began to bounce and grind on top of him. He gawked at her as her breasts bounced with her movements and her hair flung out in dark waves. He was almost at his peak, so close, and gave a few good, hard thrusts into her. Suddenly, Aubrielle's entire body tightened around his member as her second orgasm filled her up. A strained moan left her mouth as Neville spoke a jumble of words.

"Dear-Aub- oh- YES!"

He released his load inside of her but waited for a couple of seconds before pulling out. They were stuck in daze as their orgasms stayed for a few moments longer than normal. When he finally detached himself from her, she fell onto him, exhausted. They laid on the bed for a while, regaining their normal heart rates, before putting on something to sleep in. Usually they would just sleep naked, but they had no idea when the Army members were coming back so they thought it would be best to play it safe. Aubrielle pulled on her knickers and pulled Neville's t-shirt over her head, which he always thought looked better on her than him, and he slipped into the silk pajama bottoms. They rested back into the bed and pulled the sheet over top of them. Neville wrapped his arm around his girlfriend and she nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

"Neville?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"Aubrielle?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you too. Actually…"

He rolled over on his side and reached for his robe. He dragged it closer to him until he could get to the inside pocket, and pulled out a velvet ring box. He sat back up in the bed and Aubrielle sat up next to him with her eyes wide.

"Here. This is for you."

"Neville-"

"Open it."

She took the box from his hand and slowly lifted the lid. She gasped as she saw what was within. It was a sterling silver ring, with a tiny pearl fastened to it. On one side of the pearl was an engraved 'A' and on the other side was an 'N.' She gently lifted it out of the case and turned it over in her hand.

"Look at the inside."

Carved into the inside of the band was the words, "I love you." The Ravenclaw felt tears come to her eyes as her boyfriend took the ring and slid it onto her finger.

"It's a promise ring, to show you how much I love you."

She beamed at the wizard, unbelievable grateful that he was her's, and cupped his face with her hands before kissing him passionately.

:D God I always get so damn fluffy with the smut scenes….but I love it. Review for a sneak peak of the next chapter! :)