Harry Potter One-shots

Neville Longbottom- the chase

Neville long bottom 27,28

" You will be the death of me"

"If we get caught, I will kill you"

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Neville Longbottom has always made your heart rate speed up. Something about the way he cared for others and the way he laughed made you weak. You two had been friends forever, although Seventh year something changed. Not sure if it was puberty or something else but every time you saw Neville you felt your while body turn to mush.

"Ahhhh stop youre going to fast" you yell while chasing after Neville. You two had decide to sneak out and go for a walk around the castle. A normal occurrence for you two.

If you ask anybody, they would probably think you two were dating. You weren't though. You've attempted to make it obvious to Neville that you like him in that way, though you aren't sure if he is really picking up on it. You arent that upset by it though, you enjoy his company no matter the context.

"Well love, you better run faster" Neville replied while laughing. Wow you love his laugh.

You two were enjoying your time past curfew walking around the quiet halls when you realize Filch was rounding the corner. Immediately you two broke off into a sprint.

"If we get caught, I will kill you" you yell as you run after him. All of sudden, as you turn the corner, you felt someone grabbed and pull you into a storage closet. You let out a quiet screech of shock. Quickly you felt a hand over your mouth and body pressed up against yours. You recognized the scent and let your body relax.

"Neville" you whispered, " you gave me a near heart attack" trying to regulate your breathing. You turned to face him and thats when you realized how close you two were actually were. Immediately looking down and blushing. Trying to get your heart rate to slow down, unsuccessfully.

"Sorry love, never my intent. Glad to know I have an affect on you" he said with a wink. A wink you could barley make out due to the lack of light in the closet. You felt goosebumps come across your skin as neville ran his hand up your arm.

" You. You will be the death of me" he said. I look up at him to make eye contact. Before you could respond you felt him leaning down closer to you. It was happening, he was going to kiss you. After years of friendships and months of flirting, and weeks of hints, he was going to kiss. He leaned in and kissed you. Your arms move from awkwardly by your side up to around his neck where you fingers played with the hair near his neck. You have absolutely no idea how much time had pass but you had no desire to know. Pulling away you both were breathless, you more than him you must admit.

"Well. I thoroughly enjoyed that" Neville joked. You laugh lightly at how calm he is when you are most definitely not. "Have to say I agree" you replied cheekily.

"We should do that again sometime"