Tags/Warnings: Female Harry Potter, Light BDSM, Herbologist Neville Longbottom, Dom Neville Longbottom, Sub Harry, Pregnancy, Birthday Sex, Birthday Smut, Fluff, Bad Albus Dumbledore, Bad Augusta Longbottom, Good Malfoy Family, Good Dark Side, Oh and Neville Created a Sex Plant.

This story does mention Harry and Neville being abused but nothing explicit.

Happy Birthday to Neville Longbottom!

Happy Reading and Enjoy!

Neville Longbottom loves being a Herbology Master. But if anyone dares to ask he loves Harley Potter more. Harley is Neville's whole world. If she ask him to give up Herbology he would in a blink. Fortunately for him the future Lady Longbottom encourages him to continue his work. She went as far as spending galleons on plants, herbs, seeds, and flowers from different countries. She also made sure he had everything he needed from greenhouses to potting soil. The land behind Longbottom Manor is almost overflowed with greenhouses and gardens.

From the beginning Harley told Neville she didn't want anything in return except for Neville's love. He happily and willingly gave it to her. Neville would give her the world, the moon, and even the stars if she ask him for them. There is nothing he wouldn't do to make her happy.

After all Harley made him happy. It all started when he was an overweight, clumsy eleven year old. Harley is his only friend, his best friend. She protected him from everyone in Hogwarts and in his own home. Harley was the one who sent Madam Bones a letter on the last day of Hogwarts, their first year. She told Bones everything Neville told her that had happened to him growing up. Neville wrote in at the end of the letter about Harley's own abuse and that Dumbledore was behind it. Augusta Longbottom, Algie Longbottom, Albus Dumbledore, and the Dursleys all went to Azkaban for Harley and Neville's abuse.

The two of them spent every summer together at Malfoy Manor. It came as a surprise to them to learn that Lucius was Alice Longbottom's cousin through her mother. Narcissa was James' cousin through his mother.

Needless to say Neville and Harley didn't care that the family was Dark, they were just happy to no longer live with abuse. Also they were free to do as they pleased, including share the same room. For six years they built up a life together. Planned how they would live after Hogwarts.

Now here they were twenty years old, living at Longbottom Manor. They were running their business supplying Potioneers, potion shops, flower shops, hospitals, and the general public. They were also avoiding anything Ministry related, and Light and Dark nonsense. Both Harley and Neville gave their proxy votes to Lucius when they moved in Malfoy Manor.

They just wanted to live a simply life.

When Neville's alert went off he turned to the door. A smile formed on his lips as Harley stepped completely inside. He considers himself extremely lucky she picked him. She is a delicate thing at five foot two, slim with wide hips, arse length midnight hair, Avada green eyes, and full red lips. Neville slimmed down for her and went through a growth spurt. He now towers over her at six foot four, his shoulders and chest were broad, his waist trim, arms and legs well muscled.

He immediately pulled her into his arms when she got close. He loves the height and size difference between them. It never fails to turn him on, but it also makes him severely jealous when Lucius, Draco, the Dark Lord, and Severus all hug her or cuddle with her when they visit Malfoy Manor for the holidays. Each man is well over six foot tall but none of them is as broad as Neville, nor do they have his muscle mass, which apparently is something Harley is attracted to.

"Do you need something, my love?" Neville asked softly as he lifted her to hold her higher up against his body.

"I only ever want you, Nev." Harley nuzzled her face into his neck causing him to shiver and tighten his hold.

So she was feeling a little frisky and needed him. Neville thought to himself as he slid one hand down her back to her arse. She had come to him wearing one her short, silky, muggle nighties and nothing else, as he discovered when his fingers found her two holes bare. Neville groaned into her hair as his cock twitched violently. The damn thing had been fully hard the moment he looked at her.

It has always been that way since they were thirteen. A look, a soft touch, was all it took and he ready for her. And she would always accept him with a smile and spread her legs for him. He didn't penetrate her until they were sixteen.

Mentally he cleared his mind, sinking two fingers into her heat. She whined his name, hips trying to ride his fingers. Neville let her until her first orgasm.

"I want to try something new." He warned her before using his magic on the plant he had been working on for a year. Neville cultivated this plant, created it really. It was just for them.

Harley let out a surprise gasps when the plant's vines wrapped around her wrists and ankles. It moved her to lay her on the table. The vines at her ankles spread her legs wide, the ones at her wrists pinned her hands above her head. Neville made her nightie disappear as two thicker vines crawled up her legs.

"Do you trust me?" Neville asked her.

"With my life, Neville." She smiled at him.

Neville gave the plant it's command. The thicker vines slid into her holes and began to thrust and pulse inside her. Her body writhed, she moaned his name over and over. With another command two more vines appeared. These vines were thinner and acted as whips, hitting her breasts, her belly, her sex. Harley begged for more. Neville removed his clothes, stroking his cock as he watched his plant dominate his girl. After all he created it for her.

After two orgasms Neville commanded the vine in her cunt to leave, it joined the one in her arse. Neville climbed onto the table, settled between her legs. Without a word to her he slid his cock inside her body. He stopped the whipping vines so he can kiss her as he began to thrust in and out of her in firm steady thrusts. In his position he can see it a rutting into her. One hand tangled in her hair, the other was squeezing and kneading the most perfect tit. Where others saw them as small, Neville saw them as nothing but perfect. They fit into his hands, nipples thick and puffy. Neville broke their kiss to take the other tit into his mouth, he sucked and nibbled on her nipple.

Harley screamed and begged him for more.

Neville upped his pace to fuck her hard and fast. Getting caught off guard by her orgasm. It triggered his own before he could hold off.

He immediately ended the plant's movements and hold. He stayed buried inside her, having the need to plant a different kind of seed. For some reason Neville just knew there was no contraceptive between them. With that knowledge his cock pulsed out several more spurts. Neville smiled when Harley started purring. He lifted his head to look down at her.

"No contraceptive?"

"There was no need. You planted your seed and I've been growing it for the last four months."

Neville smiled widely. "Really?"

"Severus confirmed it before I came here. I came to tell you."

"Thank you so much." Neville captured her lips in a passionate kiss. He was hoping, wishing for a little girl who will be beautiful like her mother. He wasn't like other Lords who only wanted sons. Neville would be happy to have a manor full of daughters. Though he knew Harley wanted boys to continue their lines, to continue their family magic.

Needless to say Neville didn't mind one bit if Harley wanted to be like the former Weasley Matriarch and have seven children...or more.

"Tomorrow we'll go to the Goblins for our bonding. I want you to be Lady Longbottom before our child is born." Neville reached between them to caress her belly. She is still flat but he knew it was only a matter of time before she rounded out.

"I would want nothing more." Harley kissed him again. She reached up to stroke her thumb along his cheekbone. "Happy birthday, Neville."

"Thank you, my love. You are still the best gift I have ever received."

"As you for me."

The future Lord and Lady Longbottom ended up sleeping in their greenhouse. Neither cared nor did they see a new beautiful flower blossom. A flower created by their love. A plant that will grow and change with every child they have. It will live as long as Neville and Harley love each other.

Neville, upon discovering the plant later, named it after his wife and proudly displayed it on their mantle in the main sitting room. Their plant Kinky, as Harley named it, resides in their bedroom. Sometimes she uses his own creation against him but Neville doesn't mind one bit.

For he is simply just happy to have her, and soon their seedling.

~Fin~