Smut in this one! ;) Enjoy!

o.O.o

Having Aberforth in alliance with the Army was both uplifting and stressful. Members were constantly coming to Neville with requests for various items and it was causing him to stay on edge. Aberforth immediately provided the Army with some very useful essentials to begin with, such as heavy wool blankets, new inkwells, and a steady supply of powerful medical supplies. Neville could access most of the plants through Professor Sprout and his teaching assistant job, but not in quantities such as these. Overall, having someone on the outside, someone who could give them resources and knowledge of what was really happening outside the castle walls, was a very useful and wonderful thing.

Ginny was still the most stubborn girl that Neville had ever met. She was not coming back to the Army any time soon and she never failed to remind the seventh year of her intentions. She said that it was either her or Daphne, which caused problems. If Daphne left, Aubrielle and Emolly would follow suit. That would mean not only losing three of the Army's most advance and skilled female fighters, but losing some damn good role models as well. Besides, Neville was Ginny's best friend and he knew her better than anyone else. He knew that she would come back because her conscious wouldn't let her stay away for too long. Ginny always knew what side to fight for and he knew that she would come back eventually.

Due to the drama with Ginny and the excitement with Aberforth, Aubrielle and Neville completely forgot about their anniversary on the twenty-fifth. It just went by without them even thinking about it. It wasn't a really important one anyway, what, 14 months or something like that? Besides, they were at that point in their relationship where they didn't need to celebrate every little anniversary. It was just too time consuming. They didn't need a special day to celebrate their love for each other.

(Wednesday, January 28th)

Neville couldn't think straight anymore. So many people were asking him questions and so many members were requesting things from Aberforth, that he couldn't find time for himself. With Ginny temporarily gone, Neville had to handle everything himself, and it was ridiculously time consuming. By the time he went to bed, and had his only alone time with Aubrielle, he was so exhausted that he wouldn't even be intimate with her. While the Ravenclaw craved his touch, she had to admit, she couldn't really keep her eyes open most nights either. Her university level potions class was impossibly hard and it kept her up all the time. Slughorn was not holding back by any means. The couple finally had a day to themselves, however, when classes were cancelled due to professor meetings. Neville and Aubrielle were finally able to sleep in and get some extra hours of well needed rest, but the witch got up early anyway and slithered out from underneath her boyfriend's arm. She reached for her robe and wrapped it around her body before grabbing a small piece of parchment out of her trunk. She put the paper on the lid of her trunk and used an old quill to quickly scribble a letter to the Gryffindor. Re-reading it after she was done, she folded it in two and put it on the pillow where her head should be. There was no way that he would miss it. She grabbed her wand and tucked it into her pocket before heading into the girls' make shift bathroom. She let the water run so the temperature could warm up before letting the liquid pool in her hands. She splashed her face a couple time to let all the old makeup run down her face. Finally satisfied with her appearance, she blotted her face dry with a towel and quietly made her way out of the Room of Requirement.

The hallways resembled a ghost town, as the students were taking full advantage of their day off, as Aubrielle made her way out towards the greenhouses. She loved Neville's little nook of an office. It was cute, clean, and theirs now. It became their spot to get away from everyone and enjoy some time alone, just the two of them. She pulled back the heavy plastic slats of the greenhouse and greeted the warm air. That was another thing, the temperature was always pretty warm and the witch always seemed to have, err, amazing climaxes when they had sex there. Not that Neville was never able to please Aubrielle, quite the opposite, the seventh year just noticed that they were a tad bit better in the small space.

She took out her wand and unlocked the iron clasp before slipping into his office and shutting the door behind her. She smiled at the photos of them tacked onto the wall and the framed one on his desk. Seeing the memories of them never failed to make her smile.

She sat down at his desk and casually stacked all the loose papers into two piles before setting them gently on the ground. She went over to the unique plant in the corner and pointed her wand at its base.

"Aquamenti."

The water flowed out the tip of her wand and splashed onto the plant. The little leaves shivered from the cold but drank up the lifeline nonetheless. The witch tucked her wand back in her robe and carefully studied the photographs that were sporadically tacked around the office. There was one of her and Neville in the Room, sleeping on the cot that they shared every night. Instead of them looking peaceful, however, Aubrielle was half on top of Neville with her crazy waves strewn about, and Neville's chest was heavily rising and falling with his mouth hung open. 'Thanks Lavender,' the girl thought sarcastically. Lavender was absolutely infatuated with Neville and Aubrielle's relationship. She thought it as the cutest thing ever and she never let certain moments go by without pulling out her camera. In fact, now that Aubrielle looked around, the Gryffindor took about ninety percent of the photographs. Aubrielle could help but roll her eyes. That girl was quiet the character.

There was the click of a turning doorknob and Aubrielle spun around to see her boyfriend peek his head in. She smiled at him and, like the sap she was, ran into his arms once he had the door opened all the way. He laughed at her little girl antics and swung the door shut behind him.

"Hey babe. Why did you want to meet in here?"

She pulled herself away from him and spun him around so he was standing in front of his office chair. She gently pushed him backwards until he was sitting. She perched herself up on his lap, hung her arm around his neck, and rested her head on his shoulder. Her tangled waves fell over his chest and flowed all the way down to his pant line. She really needed a haircut.

"I wanted alone time with you, that's all."

He smiled at her as she lifted her head up. She grabbed his face and kissed him full on the mouth. She had not had a moment like this in forever and she was going to make it last, Damnit. She turned so she was fully straddling him and let her robe fall off her shoulders and on to the floor. Neville shot his hands up the back of her tank top and deftly unclipped her bra. It was discarded appropriately as Aubrielle let her hands roam under Neville's shirt and on his sculpted chest. The wizard had figured that Aubrielle meant sex when she wrote the note but he still fathomed how his body reacted every time she touched him intimately. They had been having sex for almost a year now and he still get butterflies in his stomach. He just loved her unconditionally. They were getting hot and heavy quick, their hormones being depraved for far too long, and were soon naked and sweating. Aubrielle's morning waves were plastered to her face, neck, and back, and Neville's abs were glistening from the sweat droplets. Aubrielle was still on top of him, but Neville's head was positioned between her breasts, giving him the perfect angle to suck on her pert mounds. The Ravenclaw groaned and mewed as he began to give her a sizeable hickey on the inside of her left boob. Great, now she was going to have to button her blouse up all the way. Thanks, Neville. She squealed a little as he lifted her up and put her on his desk. With one hand, he held her head to his in a passionate kiss while the other one worked its way towards her womanhood. A cold shiver ran up her spine as her boyfriend grazed over her sensitive clit. She had wanted this for so long; she felt like she was going to explode. A groan erupted from the back of her throat when he thrusted two of his fingers into her. She gripped his back, digging her nails into his skin. 'There. If I get a hickey, he gets scratches.' He only pumped into her a few more times before gently lowering her entire back onto the desk. In one swift movement he opened her legs for him, grabbed her hips, and pounded into her center with his throbbing length.

"WOAH!"

It was as if someone took a million cold beads and rolled them across her body. The sensation was unbeatable, that was for sure. Neville started speeding up his movements and the intensity was sending both of them towards their climax at a rapid speed. They were groaning, moaning, and grunting, wanting nothing more than to feel that overwhelming sense of euphoria. Finally getting just what she wanted, Aubrielle's back arched and her entire body tensed up as her climax shot through her entire being. Her head spun as the amazing sensation hit her harder than ever. Neville gave two more thrusts before having an equally amazing orgasm and falling back into the chair. They were both panting hard as the moment lasted longer than usual. The witch was trying to get her heart rate back to normal and could barely mutter out her immense approval.

"Bloody Hell."

o.O.o

The Room of Requirement was alive and buzzing when the couple came back from their morning escapade. Students were awake, talking to each other, working on homework, or performing fun little spells. Not to anyone's surprise, Nielah was in the corner, trying to perfect her owl patronus. That fifth year was determined to get hers as good as Emolly's by the end of the school year. Emolly and Daphne were also with the Ravenclaw, practicing their own. Daphne had just created her first full body patronus a week ago, a gazelle, and now was taking any free time with Emolly to try and improve it. Over in another corner, Dean and Seamus were conducting a harmless duel drill. Many of the younger students were participating in the practice, loving the thrill of hexing a fellow classmate. Neville smiled as he saw his two friends egging everyone on. Those two were troublemakers all right. Aubrielle and Neville walked over to their joint cot and changed into more comfortable clothes that weren't, err, sticky from sweat. Once they changed in more relaxed attire, Neville went over to the portrait, hoping that he could get Ariana to contact Aberforth. He didn't need anything per say, he just wanted to talk to the elder wizard and ask for some advice. Sure enough, only minutes passed by before the wizard was sitting and talking to the Gryffindor on a stray cot.

Aubrielle watched the playful scene and smiled to herself. The Room didn't always look like this and when it did, it never failed to make her happy. It was that reminder that after all the work, after all the drama, after all the practice and duels, they were all kids when it came down to it. They deserved to have days like these because they were so rare.

The Ravenclaw pulled out her potions book and opened it to the newest chapter of challenging remedies. Slughorn had no mercy when it came to the few university level students and Aubrielle constantly found herself stressed out from the workload. She pulled out a fresh quill and ink before reading the chapter and underlining the chapter's key terms and points. Her mind always tended to drift while doing her potions homework. Sure, potions fascinated her and she always got the work done, but sometimes it did bore her and she was somewhat of a daydreamer. Lately she had really been missing Quidditch. She wanted to fly so badly, get on her broom and hover in the sky. She wanted to feel the adrenaline rush as she raced towards the stealthy snitch while her housemates cheered her name in the stands. 'SONG! SONG! SONG! SONG…'

"OI! SONG!"

She snapped her head around to see her little sister standing at the end of her cot. She had a silly smirk on her face as she watched her older sister float back to reality. Nielah came and sat down next to her, slipping her wand into her robe pocket.

"Sorry Nie."

"It's no biggie. So where were you and Neville this morning?"

"Uhm, his office."

"Sex again?"

Aubrielle froze a little. She wasn't ashamed of her intimate life at all, and she knew her sister wasn't some dumbass, but it was still weird how casual she was about her and Neville having sex.

"Err, yeah."

"Thought so."

"So, uh, how's your patronus coming along?"

"It's getting better. There aren't as many silver wisps trailing it now."

"That's great Nie."

"Yeah. I just want-"

"Mine like Emolly's by the end of the year, I know."

Aubrielle smiled as she finished her little sister's sentence. She talked about her patronus daily and everyone knew what she wanted to accomplish because she never stopped talking about it. Of course, Emolly saw it as a huge compliment, knowing that the fifth year was striving for her level. Nielah blushed a little and looked down at her lap. The Song sisters were never shy with each other, but there were still certain subjects that Nielah was iffy about.

"Aubs?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"You know you can-"

"But, I want an honest answer."

"Of course."

The fifth year inhaled before looking back at her sister.

"This war, it's coming quickly, isn't it?"

Aubrielle sighed, "Yes, it is."

"I figured. And I watch you and Neville all time, how he'll give you random pecks on your cheeks, or you'll just reach for his hand out of instinct. I don't know, I just…"

"Nie, what is it?"

"What if I never know what it's like to be in love? What if I die in this war and I never-"

Aubrielle reached for her sister as she heard her choke back tears. She brought her into her chest and cradled her, just like the old days.

"Don't say that, please."

"I'm just saying. I'm one of the younger ones. I don't know how I'll fare against a grown death eater."

The girl sniffled hard, trying not to completely break down. Truth was, Nielah thought about the war every single day. She was always aware of the fact that she wasn't as good of a witch as her sister, or Emolly, or Daphne, or Ginny. What if she just couldn't cut it? What if this year at Hogwarts would be her last? Her shoulders shook as she let the worries come out of her. She had held the fear in for months and now that she was in her sister's arms, well, it was time to just let go.

"I- I just see you and Neville, and I w-want that. I want to know what it's l-like to be loved and t-to have someone there f-for you like that."

"Well, Nielah, you KNOW I'll always be there for you, always."

"That's not what I meant!"

Aubrielle tried not to snicker as she heard her little sister whine. It was funny to hear her act like a ten year old again.

"I know, I know, shh. It's okay. Nielah I want you to look at me."

The fifth year perked her head up and looked into her sister's golden hazel pools.

"You are an amazing girl. You are gorgeous, funny, kind, smart, and TALENTED. Do not consider yourself one of the young ones because you're not. You are a wonderful witch and I have all the faith in the world that you will be able to kick some serious death eater ass. And once you do that, you will find a guy who loves you for who you are. Trust me."

Nielah let out a light laugh, much to Aubrielle's pleasure.

"See? Just keep working on your skills and there is no questioning your abilities."

"Thanks Aubs."

The fifth year hugged her sister before getting off the cot and running over to duel some of her friends. Everything that the seventh year had just said was true. She knew that her sister was a very talented young witch, but Aubrielle had to admit, she was always worried about Nielah. Not because she felt she couldn't hold her own in a fight, but because if by some rare chance she couldn't, and Nielah happened to find herself at the end of the killing curse, Aubrielle wouldn't know what to do with her life. In all honesty, the Ravenclaw would most likely lose it.

o.O.o

The red head stood outside of the blank wall with her trunk in one hand and her wand in the other. She hated to admit it, but she was nervous. She knew that she had been bullheaded earlier and she had no idea if Neville was going to let her back in the Army. Lastly, she needed to apologize to Daphne. After thinking things over, and being terrible lonely for the last week, Ginny realized that she needed to give the witch a chance and stop holding on to the past. She inhaled deeply.

"We're fighting to stay alive."

The doors appeared on command and the Gryffindor slowly entered. Barely anyone noticed that she had come in with students coming and going randomly, but the ones that did turn around were the ones that mattered the most. Aubrielle, Emolly, Daphne, and Neville were all staring at her. She gave a weak smile as Neville stood up and walked over to her.

"I knew you couldn't stay away."

"Ha. Yeah well, turns out I was being too stubborn. So, can I come back and stay here again?"

"You know I want you back. But I think someone owes an apology…"

He trailed off and opened up his body so Daphne came into view. He wordlessly took Ginny's trunk and wheeled it away. She made eye contact with the Slytherin and walked over to the cot that she was sitting on. Emolly and Aubrielle stood up before walking away. Daphne shifted uncomfortably but didn't leave. She needed to sort this mess out.

"Look, I'm just going to go right out and say it. I'm sorry Daphne. I'm stubborn, I'll admit, but I understand now that I need to let go of the past. I'm really sorry."

The witch sat there in silence for a moment. Ginny Weasley was apologizing to her; whoa, twilight zone.

"Thanks Ginny. Hopefully we can just put this behind us."

"That's what I was hoping for."

"Okay. So…friends?"

Ginny gave a wicked smile, "Not friends quite yet, but we're not enemies either."

"I'll take it."

They shared a pair of awkward smiles before Ginny got up and reclaimed her old cot. It was good to be back.

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