Impossible (A Neville Longbottom Love Story) (On Hiatus)

Chapter 34

   Sadly, a month later I found myself on the Hogwarts Express to London. Prof. Lupin had resigned after Snape had "accidently" let it slip that he was a werewolf. After that, I made sure to "accidently" turn his robes pink. Oops. I was both excited and nervous to meet Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

"What are you thinking about?" Neville asked.

   I had my head laying in his lap as he played with my hair. The other boys had left a while ago, claiming that we were being too 'lovey dovey'.

"What if the Weasley don't like me?" I asked.

"They'll love you." Neville said.

"But what if they don't?" I asked.

"Then they're crazy." Neville said, making me laugh.

"You're coming to my house next week, right?" He asked, changing the subject.

"Of course." I said, sitting up.

"Just a warning, Gran can be a little over the top." Neville said, grabbing my hand.

"I'm sure we'll get along just fine." I assured, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

   I leaned my head on his shoulder, smiling as Neville pressed a kiss to my head.

"You're hair is purple again." He pointed out, playing with my hair.

"I'm not surprised." I laughed, looking up at him.

   Neville leaned down, pressing his lips to mine. We were rudely interrupted a few moments later.

"I told you that they'd be snogging."

   I pulled away from Neville, rolling my eyes at my two bestfriends who stood in the doorway. I might have flipped them off, but the world may never know.

"We just wanted to say that we'll be there in about 10 minutes." Dean said.

"Ok, bye." I said, shooing them out.

"That was interesting." Neville said, shutting the door.

"It could've been worse." I shrugged, causing Neville to turn red.