DEC 8, HP, ROGER/NEVILLE, NO MORE MULLED WINE Title: No more Mulled Wine Author: kaellite Fandom: HP Pairing: Roger/Neville Rating: PG Warnings: Cho bashing? (Does that count as a warning?)
Summary: Roger gives the facts to Neville, and finds out something about himself as well
These stories are based on characters and situations created and owned by:
Harry Potter: JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. " No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
"Out with it already." Merlin, he knew he left the girls speechless but he'd never turned a bloke before, not that he was all that surprised.
"I wanted to ask you, if you'd please leave Cho alone?"
"And why would I do that, surely you can't fancy her."
"No, not me. But Harry does, and she likes him too."
"And I though it was just the Puffs that were naive. Neville, isn't? Right, Neville, let me clue you in about Cho. She fancies anyone who can keep her in the spotlight by proxy. She wanted Potter because he was famous, but then with the Cup and all he was more infamous than famous, so she went with Cedric who was popular. Now Ced's gone, and she's betting that Potter will be right and she want's to be with him when that happens. In the meantime, she can milk her 'mourning' for all the attention she can get. Got it." Too much, but Mulled Wine always got him talking, and it was true.
"So she doesn't really like Harry?"
"Buck up, he'll learn and get over it, and the meantime, no harm in my having a bit of fun with the Puffs resident slag."
"I don't believe you. Harry wouldn't like someone who wasn't good. So, please leave her alone."
sort."
It was actually fun playing with a Gryff like this, he must have some snake in him after all. "Fine, suit yourself. And as for leaving her alone, what's in it for me? You going to keep me in kisses instead." And the Gods knew that was all he'd do with Cho, unless he wanted to catch something.
"What? No....I'm not that "No? You sure, you've got a perfect mouth for it."
Leaving the Gryff panting and walking away his smile faltered when he could still feel his lips on the other. Right then, no more mulled wine.
And no more Cho either, not when Lonbottom was a better kisser.