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Dec. 3rd, Harry Potter, Neville & Harry, The Obvious Route
Title: The Obvious Route
Author: deirdre_aithne
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Neville & Harry (gen at the moment), Ron/Pansy
Rating: PG-13
Total Word Count: 316
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own any characters, settings, locations, etc. from Harry Potter. All borrowed aspects of the above fandom are used purely for entertainment in a fanwork, and will be returned to their proper fandom and owners scratch, dent, and injury-free.
Notes: Unbeta'd. Part 3 of Making Christmas series, read Part 2 here, or start at Part 1 here.



"How am I supposed to know what he likes?" Ron asked as he frowned at the shelves in front of him, crammed full of perfume bottles of assorted shapes. A woman further down the row took a bottle off a shelf and sprayed it in front of her face, adding to the cloying scent of the aisle and causing Neville to briefly wave a hand in front of his nose in an effort to get a breath of actual air.

"You're his best mate. If anyone should know, it would be you." Frustrated, Neville reached up to rake a hand through his hair. "You've got to have some idea?"

Ron shrugged. "Not any more than you do. Why not just ask him yourself?" Ron asked as he plucked a bottle off the shelf and sniffed at it uncertainly, before thrusting it towards Neville. "Do you think Pans would like this one?"

"She's your girlfriend," Neville said as he nudged the bottle away without smelling it. "How am I supposed to know?"

With a hum, Ron set the bottle back on the shelf and returned to frowning at the selection. "What about a date? Take him out to that fancy new place in Diagon, see where it gets you?"

Neville shook his head with a frown. "Yeah, I can see that going well. 'Hey, Harry, how about we go out for a bit of fondue and get to know each other a little better.' Brilliant."

"Never know. He might let you hold his stick," Ron quipped, flashing a shameless grin when Neville sputtered in response. "Only joking. But you might as well just get it out there, you know? Not doing yourself any good dancing around it, and Harry's about as thick as I am about this stuff. Pans practically had to beat me over the head with it before I realized what she was on about."