white roses // neville longbottom

fourty-seven

"harry. tell me again." hermione says, still pacing like she has been for the past hour. "come seek us where our voices sound." harry says sounding extremely tired. "the black lake. that's obvious." hermione says before nudging ron awake. "an hour long you'll have to look." harry says. "again, obvious. though potentially problematic." hermione says. "potentially problematic? when's the last time you held your breath underwater for an hour hermione." harry says sarcastically. "look harry we can...we can do this. the four of us can figure it out." hermione says, trying to comfort harry. "hate to break up the skull session. professor mcgonagall would like to see you in her office. just weasley and granger." professor moody says. hermione tries to protest but moody sends them on. i start to help harry pack up. "longbottom!" moody shouts. neville comes from around the corner. "why don't you help potter put his books back." he says. i move faster to help harry. "you know. if you're interested in plants, you'd be better if with goshawks guide to herbology. do you know there's a wizard in Nepal who's growing gravity-resistant trees?" neville says. "neville, no offense but i really don't care...about plants." harry says. i get second hand. embarrassment for neville and i put the books up. "now if there's a tibetan turnip that will allow me to breathe underwater for an hour then great. but otherwise-" "i don't know about a  turnip." neville says, interrupting harry. "but you could always use gillyweed." he continues. "gillyweed? what the bloody hell is gillyweed?" harry asks. "it's a magical plant that lets you breath underwater. it'll give you gills and shit." i say. "i didn't know you knew anything about plants." harry says. "i pay attention in herbology." i say. "anyways- how would i even get this?" harry asks. i shrug. "no clue. take these books with you and neville and i will stay here and pick up." i say. harry nods and packs up all the books he needs before leaving the library.

i turn to neville with my arms crossed. "what?" he asks. "oh nothing it's just that ginny's sooo good with her mouth." i say mocking him. "i was just telling the truth." he says shrugging. "well im good with my mouth." i say. "how would i know? you never sucked me off." he says. "you never gave me a chance." i complain. "well here's your chance." he says. i move closer to him and kiss him. he kisses me back and wraps his arms around my waist. he pushes me up against the hook shelf and wraps his hand into my hair, lightly pulling on it. i whimper into the kiss before slowly getting on my knees.