(Heavy editing)!A best friends to lovers story about an orphan taken in by the Malfoys and a nervous pure blood wizard that no one saw potential in. Happily ever after isn't as easy as these two young Hogwarts students thought, and with Voldemort re...
Minutes melt into hours, hours melt into days. I said I would join the order, that I would tell Lupin yes after my three weeks of rest is up. I'd do anything to stay like this with Neville. We are happy and comfortable, without a care in the world. That's why I have to do this. If we want a future together, I have to make sure there is nothing in our way. Voldemort has to be defeated.
"What's that?" Neville asks me looking over my shoulder at the sketch I have just completed. "Just another page I've gotten done." I reply. "Another one? I've barely written two, how are you so fast? I can't keep up! This was easier when you did it yourself." Neville groans crossing his arms over his chest like a toddler. I giggle at this display. "Neville, I didn't write the book myself, you just didn't know you were writing it. Now you are acting like it's some kind of chore. You don't have to finish writing anything if you don't want to." I laugh.
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Days were spent writing, sketching, picnicking, gardening, baking, and my favorite part, we spent every minute as a family. I had gotten accustomed to helping Augusta prepare each meal. I had a hidden talent for the kitchen that I didn't know I had, Augusta says it's because I'm an artist and cooking is an art all it's own. I have learned Neville despises tidying up and you have to practically force him to do so. You didn't mind taking care of him though, cooking for him, cleaning for him. It wasn't like he was lazy. He always planned special little dates for you. He also thoroughly enjoyed gardening with you everyday. Your favorite thing Neville would do was provide a different bouquet of flowers for you every night at dinner time. Each arranged so unique, with so much care and love. It meant everything to you.
I lay in bed, staring at the wall. Only 3 days left until I join the Order. You sit there wondering what will become of you then, what you will have to do, where you will live. Neville climbs into bed, he spoons you from behind pulling you closely into him. Your worries slowly melt away. His body heat comforting every part of your body and mind. You feel him nuzzle his face into your back.
"Neville?" I ask "Yes darling?" He replies warmly. "Where do you think I'll live until Hogwarts starts again? Surely they won't let me stay here." I ask. "Grandmother said something about a secret headquarters, probably there." He explains. I let out a long sigh. Neville reacts by holding me tighter. I know he doesn't like to talk about the Order, but he also wants me to be upfront about my feelings too. It's a tricky sensitive subject. I roll over to face him. "Neville, I love you so much. If our future together is anything like these past weeks I'd think I'm the luckiest girl alive." I say while kissing his nose. He smiles warmly but the smile quickly drops. His eyes contact falls.
"Are you sure? I mean. Im thankful I even get the chance to be around you, let alone be with you. I've questioned it all before but Serenity, why me? I'm not wealthy, I'm not the smartest, or the strongest, and I'm by far not as handsome as most. Why choose me?" He asks. My first instinct is to be upset with him. How could he think like that? He constantly tells me I'm worth loving, why is he questioning it himself? I guess we all have our insecurities.
"Neville, I don't have to be with you. I can choose someone like Draco, or Zabini. I can make it easy on myself and choose someone that was on the dark lord's side and stay there. I could choose wealth and fortune, never worry about money once in my life. I can choose someone to provide me with a large mansion, and servants so I never have to lift a finger. I could do all those things but why would I?" I place my hand on his cheek so I can turn his face towards me again. "I won't choose someone on the dark lord's side because I believe in good. I don't want wealth and fortune I want to draw and write and make a comfortable living that way. I don't want a mansion I want a warm cozy home, full of love and light. I don't want servants I want to enjoy cooking and cleaning for my family and with my family. Most important I want you. I want to do all those things with you, be by your side through all of it. You are kind, funny, hardworking, and to me you are the most handsome wizard I have ever set my eyes on. Neville I chose you because you are the best choice, the best thing to ever happen to me." I say. Tears are settling on both of our cheeks now. We pull each other into an embrace. Falling asleep in each others arms. Wrapped in love.
The next morning I wake to an empty bed. I rub the sleep from my eyes and blink to adjust to the morning light. A note is placed on Neville's side of the bed with a single flower.
Meet me in our picnic spot.
-Nev
I smile and sniff the flower. As I'm getting dressed in one of my many yellow sweaters I have come to live in over the past weeks I wonder why Neville didn't just wait for me. Could he be upset about last night still? I fix my hair a little before making my way downstairs and out the back door.
As I walk towards our meeting place I notice no picnic, no parchment for writing or drawing, nothing but just Neville standing staring out at the landscape. Nerves set in, maybe he was still upset. "Neville?" I say, grabbing the boy's attention. He turns towards me rather nervously. He keeps shifting his weight around like he is worried about something. "Did you want to keep talking about what we were saying last night? You look quite pale, maybe you should sit down." I exclaim. "Oh Uhm no, I mean yes, but not exactly." He replies. I'm more confused than ever. "Well then what is it love?" I ask with a warm smile. Then the last thing I expect to happen, happens.
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Neville drops down on one knee in front of me and I immediately know what's going on. My hands meet my face in shock and excitement. "Serenity Locks, I know we are only 17 and our futures are not certain, but because of that I want nothing more than to devote myself to you and only you. If things go differently than we want after all this I want to know I at least got to ask you this. So here it goes." He opens a small box and looks up to meet my eyes.
