Neville. My Neville.

Chapter 5

The next morning, I woke up and decided I should go to Hogsmeade by myself to get Neville's Christmas present. I wrote a note letting him know where I'd be. I got dressed and grabbed my backpack and left as quietly as I could. I started walking and began thinking about what I wanted to get for Neville. As I reached the ground floor of the school, I heard footsteps coming up behind me. I knew they weren't Neville's because they were too light. They also couldn't have been any of my friends because they all went home for Christmas. I began walking faster towards the exit and the pace of the other footsteps increased along with mine. I broke into a run to hopefully outrun the person following me. The footsteps caught me just before I reached the door and I felt hands pin my wrists against the wall. "Let go of me1" I screamed. I opened my eyes to see none other than Blaise Zabini doing this. I had denied him multiple times when he tried to ask me out. "Zabini! Get off me! Neville! Hel-" I was cut off by Zabini slamming his lips into mine. Everything about his kiss felt wrong. It was so different from Neville's. Neville's kiss was soft, gentle, loving, and it just felt so right. This kiss felt rough, like he purely hated me but was doing this anyway. I pushed Zabini off me and started running back to the common room only to crash into my boyfriend. We fell to the ground and he noticed I was crying. He looked at me and asked me what happened. I just looked into his dark green eyes and the only words I could muster up were, "I'm sorry Love. Please don't leave me." He pulled me closer to his chest, kissed the top of my head, rested his chin on my head, and said "I'll never leave you, baby. I love you too much to leave you." The 10 minutes we were sitting in the middle of the hallway, felt like hours. Once I finally stopped crying, I looked up at Neville and said, "It was Zabini. I was walking down the corridor and he was following me. Then he pinned me against the wall, and I couldn't do anything to stop him. He started kissing me. It felt so wrong. All I could think about was how it was different from you. I just wanted to be in your arms again, Love. I love you so much." "It's fine, baby. I promise you. What happened with that bitch is NOT your fault. I was gonna wait till Christmas to do this but-" I cut him off by pressing a finger to his lips. "No. If you were going to wait until Christmas, you are going to. No buts about it. Now I'm going to Hogsmeade and you, my love, are staying here.
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I was sitting on my bed, wrapping Neville's Christmas present and then I heard knocking on the door for the 10th time in 20 minutes. "No, Neville, I'm not done yet. You can't come in until your presents are wrapped." "But you have mail. From Hannah, Wendy, and the Weasleys." "Are they presents? If so just put them under the tree and stop finding excuses to look at your presents." I told him and heard him groan out of disappointment. I finished wrapping his presents and set them under the tree. I then sit in his lap and he wraps his arms around my waist. I lay my head on his and he mindlessly began tracing small shapes on my back. I think that had begun to be a comfort thing for the both of us. I would twist his hair around my finger and he would trace random shapes on my lower back. It calmed both of us down. If either of us got upset, we would just do that and before we knew it we were both half asleep. We slept in that position that night and I woke up the next morning with the realization that it was christmas. "Babe! Wake up, it's christmas!" He woke up and said, "I wanna give you this present first." He handed me a small present. I tore off the wrapping paper and saw a ring box. I opened it and there was a ring we had seen in a shop in Hogsmeade last week that was very expensive and I couldn't have afforded it ever. "It's a promise ring. It represents my promise to you that one day, we will have the family we've always dreamed of even if we cant have kids of our own. I love you for you and this ring signifies that." "Aww. Neville, it's so sweet. I wish my gift for you was even half as amazing as this." I put on the ring and gave him his present. It was a new pair of jeans and hoodies and sweaters to replace the ones I've stolen from him that he isn't getting back anytime soon. "This is perfect, Love. It doesn't matter that it's not big because it's from you." He kissed me and we opened the rest of our presents. I got another Weasley sweater because I've basically been a part of their family for years. From Emma and Wendy I got charms for a charm bracelet they got me last year. Neville didn't get much besides what he got from me. I never knew much about his family. I never asked because I felt like that was information that wasn't really any of my business. I noticed how if he got mail, it was never from his parents but from his grandma. I got mail from my mom every now and then but not that often. I decided I was going to ask him what's with his family. "Ok love. I'm going to ask you a question and if you don't want to answer you don't have to. I've noticed that you never get anything from your parents. Why not?" I noticed his face drop and immediately felt bad for asking. "Remember you don't have to answer if you don't wanna." He looked at me and nodded. "It's fine, Love. You deserve to know. When I was a baby during the first wizarding war, my parents got tortured into insanity by Bellatrix Lestrange." "Oh. I'm so sorry Love. I didn't wanna bring up painful memories." "No it's fine. Hopefully one day they'll be your parents too." I smiled at this. The fact that he's thinking of marrying me one day, just makes my day. I lay my head back on top of his and begin to twist his brown locks around my finger.