Harry Potter Imagines ⚠️Includes Smut⚠️

Neville Blurb #1

Requested on Tumblr- strawberry acai: would you write something about neville and herbology :0

A/n- I love herbology Neville. Here's your order! I hope you like it!

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"Hi Neville!" you beamed as you walked into the greenhouse late at night. You knew Neville would be here. "Hi Y/n," Neville said, sounding shaky.

"Whatcha doing there?" you questioned and walked toward him. "Stay back, Y/n! I don't want you getting hurt!" Neville panicked and held his arm out so that you wouldn't get any closer.

"W-What is it?" you asked shakily, if it could hurt you then it could hurt Neville too.

"Venomous Tentacula," he informed you and jumped backward, scaring the living hell out of you.

"Venomous Tentacula?! Get away from that thing!" you shouted and tried to grab his arm. "Stand back!" he shouted and pulled out his wand. The vile thing brought its vines out to strangle Neville, meaning that you had to do something.

"Neville!" you shouted and pushed him aside. The vines grabbed you instead and you started freaking out. "Neville! Neville!" you yelped, fear of being poisoned taking over.

"O-Oh my godric! Y/n! Hold on!" he panicked and picked up his wand (that you made him drop) off of the ground. "Diffindo!" he shouted, stunning the plant and cutting the vines.

"Are you alright?!" Nevile asked once the vines fell off of your body. "Y-Yeah, I think so. I'm alive, right?" you weren't even trusting the very clear signs that you were alive.

"Y-Yeah, you're alive. Let's get out of here, I think that's enough for you tonight. You need rest," he said and grabbed your hand, which was still shaking.

A few minutes later, after walking in complete silence, Neville assumed he could talk now since your breathing was back to normal.

"I'm sorry about that. I knew I shouldn't have messed around with that thing but it's just so interesting! I mean, it's vines! The fact that it can stun you with a single bite! It's magnificent really," he ranted, his smile bright.

He was just praising the thing that tried to kill you. "Yeah, magnificent," you said sarcastically.

"Oh, right," he said sheepishly, "it was not magnificent that it tried to kill you. But that's what I'm here for, to protect you.". You smiled up at him and rested your head on his shoulder, "My hero.".

Your words made Neville smile like a bloody idiot for the rest of the night.