Harry Potter Boy's- One Shots

Him and I, Forever - Neville X reader

It's the war and (Y/n) Thomas is looking for her boyfriend Neville Longbottom. This is based on the 4th year of school.

(Y/N) POV

I sigh and I look around the great hall, trying to find my boyfriend Neville. I cross my arms and I start to make my way up and down the aisles of students until I find my best friend Harry.

"Hey Harry, where is Neville?" I ask and Harry looks at me.

"He is in the common room," Harry says and points at the door of the great hall.

I nod and thank him before walking out of the great hall and I walk up to the Gryffindor common room. I sigh and the fat lady lets me in right away since she knows me. I smile at her and I walk in.

"Neville? You here?"

I start to walk to the boy's bedrooms while shouting for my boyfriend. I walk into Neville's room, a little nervous. I step in and see him packing a trunk.

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask quickly and I walk over to him.

He just stares at me then looks at the trunk.

"I want you to run away with me and we could tell anyone about where we are going," he says, and I stare at him confused.

Neville has been getting bullied by the Slytherin boys a lot recently and I feel really bad about it. Neville doesn't deserve this at all. he didn't do anything to them, he is just an easy target to them. I hate to see him like this all the time, always sad and scared.

"Please (Y/n), I just want to run away with you and just find a nice house somewhere, away from everyone. Just You and Me,"

All I could do is nod and stare at him.

"But where would we go?" I ask and he gets closer to me.

"My nan had this old cottage that she ran to when she went here. I found a map last month and I have been planning this,"

"Let me get my trunk," I say and walk out, to the girls' bedrooms.

Thousands of thoughts are spinning around in my head. What's going to happen? What if we regret it?

I shake my head and quickly pack a trunk. I walk out to Neville's room again and I put my trunk at his door. He walks up and hugs me tightly.

"Thank you, (Y/n)," he whispers, and I hug him back.

I can feel him looking up and he pulls away.

"We have to go now, come on," he says, and we grab our trunks, running out of the castle.

We run out and we start walking until we reach a nice cottage. It's just him and I forever.