BAMFery is permitted!
Harry and Neville || Correspondence
Nevs,
Hope your Hols are going well, I’m about to leave the Weasley’s to meet Draco in Paris. Remember I told you I was spending part of Christmas with him? He’s planning to introduce me to his mum - not sure if I should be concerned or not, you think there’s any possibility she might be the nice Malfoy? (One person correcting me on all my “Muggle” habits I can deal with, especially since we’re shagging, two might be pushing it!)
Anyway, wish me luck, but how are you? Do you have any plans with anyone over the holiday? How’s your grams?
~Harry
P.S. Sorry I’m sending this with Pig, I sent Hedwig to Paris already. If he gets too excitable just…give him warm milk or something. Does that work with owls?
An irritable tapping rapped at the window beside Neville, waking him from his stupor. He had only just eased it open when a brown ball no bigger than a teacup darted through and crashed into a potted plant nearby. Seemingly unperturbed Pigwedigon hopped excitedly around Neville, only just managing to contain himself to allow Neville to remove the letter around his delicately small leg.
Hoping to keep Pig busy long enough to allow a reply Neville pushed the rest of his crumble cake toward him and set off for pen and parchment.
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Hello Harry, Nan is good to say the least, though keeps threatening that if I’m not going to do something with my holiday time that I make myself useful to her. So I just might be sending Luna an owl soon, asking if she’d like to meet up someplace.
If Draco and his father are any indication(of course I’m only joking), I’m sorry to say you may have to try more than your hardest to win her over. After all he is her only son and I dare say Draco may be a bit of a mummy’s boy. Though I’m positive you have none to worry about, it’s hard not to like you. (Me included, shagging or not!)
Everything will go well, no luck needed! Don’t forget to keep me updated on your time in Paris.
~Neville
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Sealing the letter Neville turned to Pigwedigon, who, apparently, was a bit more injured than he had made himself appear. Grabbing a scrap of parchment Neville scrawled a quick note,
“Harry, please tell Ron I’m sorry about Pig, he flew through the window at a bit of an excitable speed and seems to have bruised a wing. It’s not bad, I just didn’t want him flying alone, which is why I’ve sent him with my grans owl. My apologies,
-Nev.
Ooc: Can someone help me ease back in by sending me a starter?
Or anyone really(Luna my love?).
I haven’t properly written for months! D: and I need a bit of a spark to get me started.
I really really really appreciate the help!! I’ll try and get back to whom ever within the day or two.
Thank you :)
Ooc: Oh deer. In terribly embarrassed about my behavior.
I’d lime to say I am sorry to everyone for going off on such a hiatus with no explanation. I was a dark mess and entirely not myself and as I’m sure some if you may know trying to write while you’re in a bad place personally/mentally is really hard. But I’m going balls to the walls and trying to any ways while I’m not 100% better I’ve improved and for the sake if all of you I want to reintroduce myself into the RP’s. I miss you all way to much and I want to interact.
Again, I’m sorry for my behavior and I hope I can be welcomed back warmly.
Ooc: Sorry.
I can’t be in the chat. My iPod is being stupid and quoting out of the net randomly and I’m not to be on computers :I I love you all and wish I could participate in my first RP christmas.
Harry: how about we start off at lunch on a Friday or Saturday and move on from there?
Luna dear: as is mine but I’ll try to whip something up.
And Ron: Thank you!! Please I’m at an utter lack of inspiration as of late.
Ooc:
Would someone like to do a starter? I have some time to steal away.
Thought’s of Neville which have no continuity and are pointless to anything related to a plot-line
Walking around the lake was something Neville had always done, wether he needed to clear his mind or simply wanted to go out, even thought it was frosty and cold Neville slowly made his way around the lake.
He thought about how much things had changed, how much he had changed, and smiled. It was hard to believe it all, he and Luna we’re absolutely perfect right now and he’s just been all around braver and more confident in himself. Looking up he noticed a faintly snowy figure flying circles ahead and assumed Hedwig must be out hunting. He thought of Harry and how they haven’t talked much lately and wondered how he and Draco have been. Neville decided that wen he returned to the castle had make an attempt to find Harry and ask.
Neville suddenly remembered he was meant to meet Ron in the dorm rooms, though what for he couldn’t remember. Brushing some of the snow that had started to fall off his shoulders he quickly made his way back to meet him.
Ooc: So I now I’ve been mega absentee but it’s just been tough with confliction w/parents and not having a computer and what not. (which is no excuse, I’ve just all around not been back much :I)
BUT please please please shoot me an RP and I promise I’ll answer and be involved.
Neville & Luna // Lost in the Forest// Completed
Luna rolled to where she was laying on top of Neville. “Don’t tell me that!” She almost shouted, looking him deeply in the eyes, “I remember loads of times that you were brave, and that’s only for two years.” she sighed, her eyes shifting off the the side before whispering, “You have saved my life more than enough times.”
Neville was shocked at Lunas outcry. He had never seen her so fierce. He could nearly think with her so close, laying on his chest. She filled his senses. Only seeing her. Only smelling her. Only hearing her. Only feeling her. And suddenly before he even realized what he was doing Neville was kissing Luna, he tried to pull back, remembering the last time he had surprised her but she didn’t let him go. Siting up Neville wrapped his arms around Luna and pulled back enough to smile at her and with blushed cheeks she smiled back.
Luna’s eyes widened when she felt Neville’s lips on her’s. Then her eyes slowly closed, relishing in the kiss. Her hands moved on their own accord and were on Neville’s shoulders, pulling him closer. She felt Neville sit up and her hands moved even farther to tangle in the hairs just above his neck.
Suddenly she felt it, she needed air. She broke away, resting her forehead on his, taking a few deep breaths. Looking in Neville’s eyes, Luna giggled. She saw his red face and knew her’s was probably red as well, but she didn’t care.
Neville layed back onto the grass pulling Luna with him. The ceiling had filled with stars and was twinkling, reflecting the happiness he was feeling. Neville couldn’t help but think this was one of the few things he hasn’t messed up. Squeezing Luna closer he closed his eyes and replayed their kiss, as spontaneous as it was he couldn’t have wished it to go more perfectly. After enjoying the seclusion of the forested room for another hour Neville got up and headed for the door. “I had a really great time Luna and I suppose you were right, you don’t need to plan out the night for it to go perfectly.” He smiled down at her and gently kissed her on the cheek, hugging her around the waist. “Goodnight Loony.” After all it did seem like a crazy night.
Neville & Luna // Lost in the Forest
Luna smiled as Neville blushed, finding few words to speak before trailing off into a deeper though that she knew he wasn’t ready to say. She took the hand that was holding hers and moved it to where his arm was around her. She smiled up at him, moving he rest her head on his shoulder, “I don’t know what you are talking about Neville.”
She blushed and wondered on an answer, it almost seemed rhetorical, as if it didn’t need an answer, the question just needed to be said. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of Neville surround her, the steady rise of his chest, and if she focused enough, the rhythmic beat of his heart.
She opened her eyes and looked up at Neville to see him already gazing at her, “What does it feel like,” she asked back at him smiling, “to be so tied down and brave, to take control when you need to, but let others led when they can?”
Luna had stunned him. Neville never saw himself in such a way, he always fell behind others, blending in with the background. He grappled for words. “I think you’re the only person who can see other for what they really are and not who they try to be. I’m not one for the spotlight, I mean just look at me but when the time comes I always seem to find that small burst of bravery. Sort of like this time in my first year when I threatened to fight Harry and Ron for trying to break curfew.” Neville smiled at the memory.
“But that was only once, I have very few tales like that.” He stopped and gazed into Luna’s silvery-moon eyes, gently he brushed her hair back and pulled her in to a hug. There were so many things he wanted to tell her but the words blended together.
Luna rolled to where she was laying on top of Neville. “Don’t tell me that!” She almost shouted, looking him deeply in the eyes, “I remember loads of times that you were brave, and that’s only for two years.” she sighed, her eyes shifting off the the side before whispering, “You have saved my life more than enough times.”
Neville was shocked at Lunas outcry. He had never seen her so fierce. He could nearly think with her so close, laying on his chest. She filled his senses. Only seeing her. Only smelling her. Only hearing her. Only feeling her. And suddenly before he even realized what he was doing Neville was kissing Luna, he tried to pull back, remembering the last time he had surprised her but she didn’t let him go. Siting up Neville wrapped his arms around Luna and pulled back enough to smile at her and with blushed cheeks she smiled back.
