the boys of harry potter imagines.

neville longbottom.

neville rushed forward to the common room with the many pages of parchment falling from his hands,
though he paid it no mind.
after having not seen y/n for almost a week,
he was growing desperate.
with the massive workload stressing both him and her out,
it left them little to no time together.
but he was bound to change that tonight.
he fumbled with the spare pages to catch a glimpse as his watch,
knowing that if he made it in the next five minutes,
y/n and him would have a least some time to spend together.
though it wasn't as much as he would hope for,
it was certainly better than nothing.
this dry spell with y/n left neville to feel cold without his lovers warmth,
and his heart heavy with longing.
he began to imagine a tired y/n laying her head in his lap,
where he'd let his hands rid of the tense muscles building in her shoulders.
he'd listen to her rants and relish in the soft giggles of y/n,
never wanting to let her out of his grasp again.
he then turned the corner too sharply and found himself colliding into professor sprout.
the pages flew from his hands,
flying throughout the corridor.
"oh! i'm so sorry!"
neville began and kneeled to gather the stray papers.
"don't worry! i didn't see you coming,"
professor sprout laughed and began helping neville chase down the strewn pieces of parchment.
he took another glimpse at his watch,
realizing he had thirty seconds to make it before y/n made her way to bed.
"thank you for helping me."
neville said while taking his papers from the teachers hands.
he acknowledged her goodnight and wished her the same,
running to the common room to meet y/n.
neville was practically tripping over his own feet in his hurry to meet his girlfriend,
but he soon stepped in the common room and breathed in the relief.
only to have it become washed away at the bare room before him,
not a body in sight besides his own.
he collapsed into the common room couch with a heavy sigh,
letting the disappointment grip his racing heart.
this yearning for y/n was beginning to grow insufferable.
he could handle a few days without her.
the few glances during class,
the quick kisses before parting ways,
and the many exchanged smiles were plenty for neville to hold onto until they gained their alone time.
but a week without y/n wasn't something neville could live with
he had half a mind to march up into her dorm and wake her just long enough to adore the glistening in her eyes.
but he knew better than to be so inconsiderate.
so here he sat,
with his head in his hands,
letting the ache in his heart increase with each new beat.
neville closed his eyes and began to think of y/n,
much like he had been doing this past week.
and almost as if he conjured her scent up with just his thoughts,
he could smell her distinct perfume and allowed it to burn his lungs.
then the couch sank beside him.
when he opened his eyes again,
there sat y/n with sleepy eyes and dressed in neville's clothing.
he let out a breath of relief and took her in his arms,
enjoying the way she rested against his shoulder.
"i waited up for you. thought maybe you were having another study session with ron."
all he could do was shake his head,
for the words in his brain weren't forming from the skin to skin contact;
something he had pined for more than he knew.
"i missed you,"
he finally spoke,
running his hands up and down her back in a slow motion to enjoy the feeling more.
"i missed you too."
he smiled and kissed the top of her head gently.
the pair soon got comfortable on the couch,
where neville propped his feet up and left y/n to rest against his chest.
he let his hand rest against the small of her back,
"hey, nev?"
she whispered,
the sleep drowning her tone.
"hm?"
"i love you..."
she whispered and closed her eyes.
he chuckled silently then let his hands continue caressing her back sweetly,
"i love you, too."
y/n soon fell limp in his arms and her breathing was steadied but quiet.
though the night hadn't turned out like he quite imagined,
having y/n here in her entirety was more than enough for neville.
he grabbed a blanket to drape over her body and allowed himself to relax in the comfort she offered.
and soon enough,
he found himself fast asleep in the company of the girl he loved most.