My Favorite Shade of Green | Neville Longbottom x Reader

Chapter 22 : Impossible

Around two hours had passed. I was on the last page of my essay and my handwriting was a lot messier than it looked on page one.

I looked up and Neville, he seemed to be doing alright. I imagine he could write about any herbal ingredients with ease, still, I was slightly worried about him.

A moment later a knock on the door rang through the room and we all looked and saw a scared little second year. "E-excuse me s-sir," they said, barely loud enough.

"What do you need Anderson?" Snape said, his tone a little less harsh than normal but the kids wouldn't know the difference.

"Dumbledore w-would like to see you. Draco and Harry Potter have, uhm, caused a scene," They stuttered out.

Snape immediately got up, heading towards the door, "I expect those essays to be done before I get back. You may dismiss yourselves."

I immediately perked up, full of motivation to speed through this essay. Snape left the room, leaving the door open. I went back to work on my final body paragraph when I felt two familiar hands slide onto my shoulders and start massaging me slowly.

I tiled my head back to look up at Neville with a warm smile as he placed a kiss on my forehead.

"You need help baby?" I ask him looking over at his desk.

"I'm almost done," He replied.

"Yeah me too," I say, slipping out from under his hands and leaning back over my paper.

Neville walked around my desk and kneeled in front of it, placing his hands flat on the desk and resting his chin on top, looking like a puppy.

I tilted my head and smiled, "What?"

"Nothing."

I narrowed my eyes at him and quickly finished the paper in a little over 5 minutes before throwing my quill down and frowning at the boy staring at me. "Finish your paper so we can go," I said.

"You know this is our second detention together?" He asked.

I thought for a moment, I can't believe I had almost forgotten. It was the same day as the first time we-

"Now you remember," he laughed, interrupting my train of thought. I squeezed my thighs together as the dream I had come back to the forefront of my mind.

"Of course, but I would rather not make it a habit," I said rolling my eyes, "Finish your paper, you seem to be almost done."

"Can you please write the conclusion for me?" He asked, getting up and grabbing his papers.

I nodded, "Yeah of course." It never bothered me when Neville asked me for help with classwork, I do the same to him all the time. "Give me like 5 minutes and then we can get out of here."

"You're an angel thank you so much," He said with a relieved sigh as I took the parchment from his hand.

I went straight to work, I hated being in this classroom, especially when it wasn't full of other people. The environment just seemed, off to me. It was probably the low lighting mixed with Snape's strange taste in decor, but nonetheless, I did not want to stay here longer than necessary.

"Done," I said standing up and stacking all the papers together, putting Neville's atop of mine.

Neville crept up behind me as I placed the papers neatly on Snape's desk, snaking his hands around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder, letting out a gentle hum.

"What?" I asked, smiling into the hug.

"Do you remember what I said that night after our first detention?" He asked low.