Harry Potter x Reader Oneshots!

Heated - Neville Longbottom

in which Neville is Y/n's tutor and things get a little... ;0

I sighed, hoisting my bag higher on my shoulder as I prepared myself for another tutoring session with Neville Longbottom. 

I desperately needed help in Herbology- I didn't understand plant biology or the chemisty of photosynthesis whatsoever, and I appreciated Neville's wilingess to help, but he was just so... awkward. 

It definitely didn't help that he was cute- I found myself constantly laughing at him and constantly wanting to reassure him. It was hard to focus on what we were actually learning about. 

The autumn day was brisk and grey and my breath hung in clouds as I walked quickly across the grounds. The glass panes of the greenhouses were steamy and white, but I could distinctly see a figure inside. 

I quickened my pace, checking my watch. Right on time. 

 "Neville?" I asked, stepping in, warm air rushing over my red cheeks. 

 "Hi Y/n, over here!" 

He waved at me from all the way on the other side of the greenhouse. I took off my cloak and set my bag down on the ground by the door, and jogged over. 

 "How're you doing?" I asked, panting as I came up beside him. 

 "I'm good. Not enjoying the chilly weather, but it's fine." He smiled faintly and shrugged. 

He bent over the pot in front of him, hair falling across his forhead. He stuck his tongue out, focusing intently on propping up the small leaves so they wouldn't droop. 

I couldn't help but admire his sweet face. 

 "You're cute, you know?" I said, smirking as he blushed. 

 "Thanks. Um, you are too?"

I pulled away, laughing.

 "You don't have to say it back, Nev."

He looked up from the plant, and leaned on the counter. 

 "No, I mean it. I think you're really pretty. And nice, too."

Wow. Unexplained confidence from him. I was enjoying it though. 

 "Thanks Neville. That's really sweet."

We stood there, looking at eachother for a moment. 

He tentatively reached out, and place a hand on my cheek. 

 "C-can I kiss you?"

I bit my lip, limbs tingling with excitement. 

 "Yes."

Neville leaned in, eyelids fluttering closed, and kissed me. 

I pressed myself into him, indulging myself in the taste of his lips. 

He trapped me against the table, potted plants clattering as he kissed me ferociously. 

 "Neville..." I groaned, gulping for air before kissing him again. 

Neville pushed me down onto the table, scattering pliers and pruners and gripping my hips.  

 "Neville!" I giggled, looking him in the eyes and making him blush. 

I had never known he could be so confident. 

 "Hello? Longbottom? Y/l/n?"

I sat up. 

 "Shit! Professor Sprout!"

Hope y'all liked! I certainly liked writing it!