My Favorite Shade of Green | Neville Longbottom x Reader

Chapter 29 : Comfort

No one saw me enter my dorm, the common room was empty. I locked the door and screamed into my bedsheets, tears streaming down my cheeks.

I looked at my hand, saw the silver ring on my thumb, it was too big for my other fingers, and rage was mixing with my pain. I ripped it off and threw it across the room, leaving a small nik in my wall before landing on the carpeted floor.

A million thoughts were running through my mind. This has happened before. But this time was different it felt— final.

No stop, nothing is ever 'final' we can get over this. We will get over this.

One thing kept crossing my mind, Fred Weasley. I couldn't admit to myself that he was right, and I wanted to shoot a hundred curses at him for it.

But that would be crazy, unproductive.

It would make me feel a little better though.

I never felt so alone, I was just here in my room, crying, and the only person that knew was the source of everything wrong with my world. Maybe I should point my wand at his throat.

Now that could help, Neville probably wouldn't mind it, but I couldn't bring myself to be truly angry at him. Yes I was mad but-

I groaned, not knowing what to do. I was lost. I cried into my knees, my mascara ruining my white sweatpants and then I realized I was still in my sweater, his sweater, and that just broke me all over again.

I lost track of time, though it felt like it wasn't moving at all, and I had been in hysterics for 3 hours.

No one had come to check on me yet. I mean it's fair guess, im always sneaking off, they have no reason to suspect anything but I still felt slightly abandoned.

I should change, try to start my day, but what day? It was Sunday, and my entire world was ripped from me.

I got the strength to get up, not bothering to change or fix my appearance and headed to Draco's dorm. I kept my head low and did my best to wipe my tears on my- his sweater.

"Hey!" Theo's voice sounded from behind me and I froze, not yet turning to face him.

"I've been looking for you," I head him say as he jogged towards me, placing a hand on my shoulder, encouraging me to turn around, but I didn't.

I just kept my head low. Theo didn't know about my relationship with Neville, what would I even say?

When I didn't turn around he walked around my still body and bent down, trying to see my face.

"Merlin whats wrong?" He asked soft and concerned, and the waterworks turned on once again. What isn't wrong is a better question.

I lifted my hands to my face, sobbing into them and Theo threw his arm around me, holding me tight as I moved my arms to cry into his shoulder, surly ruining his jumper.

He gently shushed and petted my hair, slowly walking backwards and leading me into his dorm for privacy.

Once inside stepped back to compose myself better, wiping my tears with this damned jumper once again.

"Sorry Theo," I sniffed out.

"What ever for?" He asked dearly, "What happened? You can talk to me."

I couldn't bare look at his face, I didn't want to see the pity, so I stared at the carpet.

"Hey," he said placing his hands on my cheeks, wiping my tears with his thumbs and making me look up at him. It wasn't pity in his eyes though, something else.