SOFIA | ❨ NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM ❩ UNDER MAJOR EDITING!

Chapter Fourty Two.

A couple weeks had gone by, and soon, the Christmas holiday would be here. Sofia was looking forward to it. She could finally see her parents after what felt like she hadn't seen them in years.

Neville and Sofia had been together constantly. The only time they were apart was when they had different classes. But other than that, they were attached at the hip.

"Neville... let's get down to the Great Hall please." Sofia pleaded softly as Neville peppered sweet kisses on her jawline.

"But, I want to be with you." he mumbled, his face buried in her neck.

They were currently huddled up together in Neville's dorm, doing all the things they had been doing on his bed.

"You will be with me, Nev. You act like we don't spend almost every minute together." Sofia teased, brushing his hair out of his face.

"Yeah, but I like to be alone with you. I can't be myself around anyone else but you, Sof."

"But, I'm starving. Plus, your friends probably want to see you."

Sofia then faded from Neville's arms, and stood up from the bed.

Neville groaned from not being able to feel her touch anymore.

"Don't be a child about it, Longbottom."

"I'm not... I just dislike everyone else but you..." Neville replied, putting his shoes on.

"That's not true. You like your friends."

Neville looked over at her,

"Well, yeah but—there's always some type of drama going on. And, it seems like they don't really want me around. But with you... it's different."

Sofia sighed as he stood up and walked over to her.

"Your friends love you. They always want you around! I would agree with you, but I'm not going to agree to something that's just not true."

Neville suddenly grabbed her chin, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"If that's what you say... then sure... that's the truth."

Of course Neville didn't actually believe Sofia. He had always felt unwanted, left out when it came to his friends. He had always felt like an inconvenience to all of them.

"Yeah, cause I'm always right. Duh." Sofia joked, making Neville smile a bit.

Neville couldn't help but to smile when he was around Sofia. She had always seemed to know what to say, and when to say it. He was a bit envious of that trait that she had, but it was also something he loved the most about her.

Neville couldn't help but to let his thumb run across her bottom lips. Her lips always had stood out to him. He couldn't believe he was the one that had the chance to kiss them.

"W-W-What are you doing?" Sofia stuttered out, a bit nervous from the sudden contact.

"Just... admiring."

Sofia's stomach was on fire. She didn't know what this feeling was, but she was enjoying it. Lily had told her about this once. It was an... interesting type of feeling. This feeling had been occurring lately, almost every time Neville did something little. Like kiss her neck, her shoulder, touch her leg. She knew it was all innocent, but her hormones told her something completely different.

"Are you okay, Sof?" Neville asked the girl, who's breathing was unsteady, and who's face was red.

"Mhm." she quickly nodded, not wanting to let him know the amount of butterflies that were circling around in her stomach at the moment.

"Are you sure?"

Sofia instinctively bit her lip slightly, and Neville gulped.

Neville's gut was on fire. Everything about her was so attractive.

"You're—beautiful, Sofia Cherith."

His hand moved to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear, and it moved down to her neck.

Neville's touch was so gentle, yet filled with so much desire. Sofia hated the teasing. She hated it. She didn't know what she wanted in that moment, but she knew she wanted something. Just anything.

"Kiss me."

Neville didn't ponder on the demand for more than a second. Their lips met, and it was an eternal feeling.

Every kiss they shared together was mixed was so many emotions. Love, passion, desire, lust. It didn't matter, though. They only focused on each other.

"Sof, what happened to—"

"Just shut up, Longbottom."

She yanked on the boy's collar, and his eyes widened from the sudden force.

Neville loved feeling Sofia's hands on his neck. It was a feeling he could write a two page essay on and still never would be ever to fully put into words how it made him feel.

"Neville..."

"Sofia..."

The two's names rolled off of their tongues like they were created just for each other.

Sofia couldn't muster up the motivation to pull herself away from the boy. She wanted to kiss him forever. She wanted him to touch her forever.

She wanted him forever.

Neville couldn't help but to let out a throaty groan when Sofia gripped onto his hair.

He didn't know how to feel. All he knew was that he loved Sofia.

"I love you." he whispered into her ear, and she said it back almost immediately.

"Be mine..."

The words made Sofia shudder.

What was she supposed to say? She wanted to be with him, but she didn't know how without hurting him.

"Please, Sof..."

Sofia then pulled away from the red faced boy. His hair was a mess, and his lips were swollen from the kissing.

"I'm sorry, Sof. I know—"

"No, it's fine."

The two stood in silence for a few moments, until Neville coughed awkwardly.

"Do you still want to—"

"Yeah! I'm still hungry..." Sofia interrupted him, still thinking about what he had said to her during their intense moment.

They made their way to the Great Hall in silence, until Neville spoke up.

"Sofia... did I make you uncomfortable? Why aren't you speaking?"

Sofia sighed, not wanting to answer the question. But, he deserved nothing but honesty.

"No, Nev. You didn't, I promise. I just..."

Neville waited for her to continue, "You just what, Sof?"

"I don't know! I just—I don't know how to be with you! I've never had a boyfriend before... plus, I'm scared of hurting you."

Neville then stopped in his tracks, making Sofia stop with him.

"Are you still on that, Sofia? We've talked about this. You're not going to hurt me, and I'm not going to hurt you. I want to be with you, can't you see that?"

Sofia nodded her head, "You're just—"

Sofia thought for a moment,

"You're just too good for me, Longbottom."