Adventures In Romania (Neville/Charlie) Title: Adventures in Romania Characters/Pairing: Charlie/Neville Word Count: 730 Rating: PG Warnings: None Challenge: Day 17 kink: first time, weekly prompt: screwed by your neighbour Author's Notes: Not beta-ed. On the first day on the IJ comm katekintail posted before me with this pairing. There wasn't a ton of things for a Herbologist to do in Romania, especially on a dragon preserve, but Neville had never travelled before and it seemed like a good place to start because there were some exotic plants here he'd never worked with before either.
After checking in with the preserve's healer and potion master, Neville set out to tour the area. He found a small village just south of the preserve and managed, with a translation charm, to get the lay of the land to hunt for his plants. But before he could venture out, he had to return to the preserve for a guide. The villagers had refused to point him in the right direction without taking someone along. He tried not to laugh as they also warned him about the monsters hidden somewhere in the mountains.
The preserve's leader directed him to the mess tent where he could find a volunteer and that's where he picked up Charlie Weasley. Or rather Charlie picked him. He was given the Sickle tour of the preserve, questioned intensely about things he felt were just a bit personal and plans made for the next day to go out foraging. Neville had never been dealt with so swiftly or efficiently and it made his head spin. But Charlie had been good-natured about his questions and answers, so Neville decided it must of been the novelty of having a new person around, and decided he liked the jovial man. However, he drew the line at Charlie's offer to stay with him in his tent and returned to his own tent that night alone. It was rather flattering, he supposed, especially since he'd never really dated anyone, and it was the first time he'd ever been propositioned by a bloke.
Charlie was waiting on him first thing the next morning with a smile and a cup of coffee.
"I remembered last night that Ron had told me a bit about you," Charlie drawled as the cook packed them a supply bag the next morning before they set out.
Neville hummed as he drank the dark roasted coffee. "Don't believe a word he said."
Charlie chuckled. "I don't."
They set out up a worn path and Neville listened to Charlie blather on about this and that, trusting the other man to keep an eye out for trouble while he looked for specimens.
It was almost noon and though the sun overhead was high, it was chillier than Neville had expected. He paused and dug into his pack for his bottle of water only to have it knocked from his hand when Charlie tackled him.
"What the—"
"Shush... look." Neville followed the pointed finger and tried not to notice how warm Charlie was or how it felt to have the man's body pressed against his back. He swallowed as he saw a smallish dragon climbing up the mountain just a few yards away.
"Keep quiet and hopefully it'll let us be."
"What is it?" Neville whispered and rolled as best as he could underneath Charlie to face him.
Charlie shushed him by planting his mouth across Neville's.
Neville's eyes widened and he gasped, and Charlie took advantage of the moment by sliding his tongue along Neville's. Charlie stared down at Neville then closed his baby blue eyes, giving Neville a soft moan as he continued to plunder Neville's mouth.
Relaxing under Charlie, Neville wrapped his hand in Charlie's short ginger hair and tugged none too gently.
Charlie drew back only to press against Neville again as the dragon crashed through the underbrush then took to the air.
"That was close," Charlie murmured and nuzzled Neville's cheek.
"You never answered my question," Neville wriggled, trying to get away from Charlie.
"No clue."
"Ah, all right. Then why did you kiss me?" Charlie finally eased up off him and helped Neville to stand.
"Because it was handy?" Charlie grinned.
Neville shook his head. "As much as I appreciated your methods, next time warn a bloke first."
Charlie stepped closer. "I'd like to do it again in more comfortable surroundings."
Neville eyed Charlie then nodded, "All right. I suppose I can count that as a forewarning."
Charlie nodded. "The first of many, I hope."
Neville grinned. "We'll see, it's my first time in Romania."
"Oh, well then, I will definitely have to make an adventure of things."