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100quills teenyfic: Homecoming
Title: Homecoming
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angela_snape
Pairing: Bill/Neville
Word Count: 233
Rating: PG
Prompt Set: 50.3
Prompt: 43: footsteps
Warning(s): Highlight to read * Sorry, no smut here! *
A/N: The same universe as “Aloha, Neville”.
Disclaimer Belongs to JKR, not me. Just for fun.
Bill’s footsteps echoed through the dungeon corridors as he did his patrol. He’d already cleared out the courting couples from the top of the Astronomy tower, and now it was time to do the same in the dark, hidden corners in the lower reaches of the castle.
Neville was due back in the morning – he was currently at the Herbology Institute in Geneva, presenting a lecture on the reproductive cycle of Mimbulus mimbletonia. Neville was the European authority on the unusual plant, and his talks were always well attended.
As Bill rounded the last corner before the Slytherin common room, he heard something – or someone – behind him. He stopped in his tracks and was promptly run into.
“Ten points from--” Bill didn’t get a chance to complete that thought, but neither was he struck mute by a wayward hex. It was simply Neville, home a day early.
“Miss me, love?” Neville’s cloak was slightly dusty. He’d travelled home by Floo, and hadn’t stopped, even to dust off the ashes, before rushing off to find his lover.
Bill grinned, brushing the ashes off Neville’s shoulders as he replied, “as much as it seems you missed me.”
Neville leaned in for a quick kiss. “The morning lecture was cancelled, so I decided to return home tonight instead. Are you done for the night?”
Bill laughed. “Yes, my patrol’s finished … let’s go to bed.”
Author:
angela_snapePairing: Bill/Neville
Word Count: 233
Rating: PG
Prompt Set: 50.3
Prompt: 43: footsteps
Warning(s): Highlight to read * Sorry, no smut here! *
A/N: The same universe as “Aloha, Neville”.
Disclaimer Belongs to JKR, not me. Just for fun.
Bill’s footsteps echoed through the dungeon corridors as he did his patrol. He’d already cleared out the courting couples from the top of the Astronomy tower, and now it was time to do the same in the dark, hidden corners in the lower reaches of the castle.
Neville was due back in the morning – he was currently at the Herbology Institute in Geneva, presenting a lecture on the reproductive cycle of Mimbulus mimbletonia. Neville was the European authority on the unusual plant, and his talks were always well attended.
As Bill rounded the last corner before the Slytherin common room, he heard something – or someone – behind him. He stopped in his tracks and was promptly run into.
“Ten points from--” Bill didn’t get a chance to complete that thought, but neither was he struck mute by a wayward hex. It was simply Neville, home a day early.
“Miss me, love?” Neville’s cloak was slightly dusty. He’d travelled home by Floo, and hadn’t stopped, even to dust off the ashes, before rushing off to find his lover.
Bill grinned, brushing the ashes off Neville’s shoulders as he replied, “as much as it seems you missed me.”
Neville leaned in for a quick kiss. “The morning lecture was cancelled, so I decided to return home tonight instead. Are you done for the night?”
Bill laughed. “Yes, my patrol’s finished … let’s go to bed.”
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