the boys of harry potter imagines.

neville longbottom.

y/n entered the portrait quietly with her luggage in hand,
her eyes immediately falling onto the back of neville's head.
she tiptoed up from behind him,
covered his eyes,
and giggled softly.
"surprise!"
neville tensed up but instantly felt it ebb away at the sound of y/n's soothing voice.
when she removed her hands from covering his eyes,
she was facing him on the common room couch.
"you're back from holiday,"
he stated,
still always so stunned at her beauty.
"i'm here, live in the flesh."
she smiled and ran her fingers through her hair.
"was it good?"
"fantastic! i really wish you could've been there. mum won't stop talking about you."
she giggled before heightening her tone to mock her mother,
"'where's neville? oh, that boy is just so sweet!'"
y/n ran a hand down his shoulder in an attempt to make up for lost time.
neville relaxed beneath her calming touch,
missing the way she uncoiled every repressed feeling inside of him.
y/n was able to calm, excite, or gladden neville with just the simplest of touches from her silklike skin.
"you should've heard gran,"
neville finally spoke,
sending them into fits of laughter.
so much time away from neville had caused y/n to forget just how much she craved his company;
how much she loved him.
"so, what'd you do over holiday?"
"read...a lot."
"i bet! tell me what you learned."
neville began to think about the most interesting thing that would appeal to her,
"do you know what a puffapod is?"
y/n shook her head,
"no, what is it?"
"it's a plant...well, obviously, and it's pink-slash- purple in color. but-but they've got these spores, right?"
he readjusted himself on the couch to face her completely,
totally absorbed into relaying all the new information he learned.
"and the spores can make you dizzy! but the pink pods of the flower, well they hold these shiny beans that bloom instantly if they come in contact with anything solid."
"really?"
y/n asked,
resting her chin in her palm to allow herself a better view of neville.
"mhm. did you know trolls are allergic to the spores?"
y/n shook her head again,
"no, i didn't know,"
she spoke airily,
much too engrossed into neville.
the way his hands moved when he got excited;
the way his smile would grow a few inches with each new word;
the way his eyes lit up in amazement;
the sudden change in tone.
what once was soft and quiet would grow into one of animation with a hint of passion for his interests.
y/n adored him completely.
"it's...interesting, isn't it?"
he asked with a bright smile.
y/n nodded,
"completely."
"why-why are you staring at me like that?"
he asked with a soft pink hue grazing his cheeks.
y/n smiled at the sight and laid her hand to the side of his head,
letting her fingers graze the nape of his neck.
"you're adorable when you get all excited about your plants,"
she admitted with a genuine smile.
neville's cheeks reddened,
heating beneath y/n's touch.
"i'm serious,"
she cooed,
"i love seeing how passionate you are. it's refreshing!"
neville kissed her palm gingerly,
"refreshing?"
"mhm. nice to see you know your interests instead of scrambling around trying to figure out what your niche is."
neville chuckled lightheartedly then felt time slow as their eyes locked.
y/n was nothing short of an angel;
heaven sent.
she carried to neville's every need and want with no hesitation or no complaints.
she was light and carried herself gracefully.
her tone was never aggressive but always gentle and kind.
it invited neville in,
drew him closer until he couldn't go any further.
neville knew his heart would forever beat for her.
"you're lovely,"
his voice was light as he pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose.
"mm, but not as lovely as you."
neville brushed her hair back and let his hand cup her neck.
it was y/n's turn to blush now.
"i love you."
y/n smiled her sublime smile that sent his heart racing.
"i love you back,"
she returned and kissed his chin.
neville closed his eyes and basked in the warm, sweet aroma that filled the air around him.
when he opened his eyes again,
y/n sat still in front of him with her eyes still glued to him as though he was the most intriguing thing she'd ever seen.
"you're staring again,"
he chuckled.
y/n's lips curved into a beaming grin.
"i can't help it."
"i know. trust me, i know all too well,"
he agreed,
remembering the days he'd spend all class looking at her from across the room,
admiring every line, curve, or dimple in her skin.
neville's lips began to brush y/n's,
his tongue becoming coated with her aroma.
he closed the space between them and let their lips become one.
tranquility washed over him;
elation laid over him like a thick blanket.
neville let her soft lips lead him while his brain became fuzzy.
his senses dulled at her potent redolence while his body became drunk off her taste.
it was exhilarating.
neville was to the point of euphoria.
y/n's body was numb with adrenaline.
after all this time of being with neville,
kissing him never got any less invigorating.
when they broke apart,
neville's lips were a deep red and smelled of y/n's chapstick.
"missed me, did you?"
she teased with a quiet giggle that deepened his infatuation for her.
"i did. i missed you terribly."
he left a playful kiss to her cheek.
"as i did, love. now, tell me more about what you learned."
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idea from -GR4NG3RSWIF3
thank you, my love !! <3