Harry Potter Imagines ⚠️Includes Smut⚠️

Christmas Surprises- 🥺🎄

Requested on Tumblr- Hiya! Could I get 2 and 16 off the holiday promopt list with my baby neville please!

A/n- Hiya! I saw that you sent your other ask where you said you meant 2 and 6, so here you are! I hope you like it!

Summary- Christmas always comes with surprises, and this Christmas, Neville's surprise was your 3-year-old daughter.

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Year- After Hogwarts

House- Doesn't matter

Y/n= Your name

Warnings- nothing, just some mcfluffiness, talks about a toxic relationship very briefly

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The prompts off of my Christmas Prompt List on Tumblr-

2. "We are not doing this right now, we are around your family"

6. "I'm sorry, it's not a good time. My daughter/son is somewhere making snow angels" "Your... what?"

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Neville Longbottom was the best boyfriend you had ever had. He was kind, caring, and just all-around adorable.

You had a big fat secret that you were keeping from him though, you had a 3 year old daughter named Rose. Her father and you broke up when she was around 1 years old after he became a drunk and you threw him out of your house.

But now, you were with the sweetest boy on the planet, so why should you be worried to invite him over to your house for Christmas and introduce him to Rose?

"Y/n? Are you alright? You've seemed pretty nervous since you picked me up, we're going over to your parents house. I should be the one that's nervous," he chuckled and wrapped his arm around you as you were walking down the street and to your parents house.

"Hm? Oh no I'm fine. I just- I need to tell you that when we walk inside, there's going to be something. You might break up with me for it, you might not, I'm just warning you," you told him shakily, your words confusing the hell out of him.

"What are you on about darling? You know that nothing could make me break up with you," he told you and hugged you into his side tighter. "Alright, if that's what you think," you said shakily and walked up to your parents door, you had finally arrived after what felt like forever.

Neville's eyebrows just furrowed in confusion as you knocked on the door but shrugged his shoulder when he walked up to stand next to you. The door opened a few moments later to reveal your mom, "Darling!" she exclaimed and engulfed you in a hug.

She then looked over to see Neville standing next to you, "You must be Neville!" she practically squealed and hugged him so tight that his eyes about popped out of his head. "Oh by the way, Rose is out back," your mom told you, making your eyes widen slightly.

"A-Alright," you said shakily. "Now or never," you thought. "Do you want to go and-?" Neville started but you cut him off, "I'm sorry, it's not a good time. My daughter is somewhere making snow angels.".

"Your... what?" Neville questioned, now confused even more, and watched as you ignored his questioning, running inside.

"Daughter?" Neville asked your mom. She looked over at him with a small, sorrowful smile, "It'll be better if she just tells you.". Neville nodded slowly and bit his lip before walking inside. He hung up his coat and walked over to the window to see you playing with Rose.

He smiled a bit to see you with a child, now everything was making sense; all of those days where you couldn't go on a date for "work" or when you had to leave a date early because of "work".

"Come on, Rose, I have someone I want you to meet," you told her and held out your hand. "Okay," she said and held onto your hand, letting you lead her inside of the house. "This is Neville," you told her, catching Neville's attention.

He looked down at the little girl and gave her a small wave. She immediately hid behind your leg and looked up at him shyly. Neville bent down to her level and held his arms out for a hug, "I don't bite," he chuckled and motioned for her to come to him.

She slowly walked toward Neville and gave him a small hug, making Nevilles heart melt. "Dinner's ready!" your dad called out from the kitchen. "Foo!" Rose squealed and ran out of Neville's arms, straight into the kitchen.

Neville smiled a bit and stood up before looking at you. "I can explain," you started but Neville cut you off, "We are not doing this right now, we are around your family.". His words made you freak out a bit, but his next words immediately soothed your worries, "Besides, I love her already.".

You beamed up at him, trying very hard not to cry, "Oh thank you Neville for not breaking up with me, you don't know how many men I've tried to date, but the moment I mentioned that I had a daughter, they ran off.". "Well, like I said before, nothing could make me break up with you, besides, I love you," he proclaimed and grabbed you by your hands, pulling you toward him.

"I love you too," you said through teary eyes and placed a passionate kiss on his lips. "Now all I have to worry about is getting your father to like me," Neville said nervously and looked over to the kitchen where your father was playing with Rose.

"My family already loves you," you told him and placed one more kiss on his lips before leading him into the kitchen for the annual Christmas feast, which was now one person bigger and it was going to stay that way for a while.