~*Sharon Marie*~ (mistressvamp) wrote in xnevillelovingx, @ 2007-07-29 13:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | neville/harry |
Fic: "How Did this Happen?" (Harry/Neville; PG)
Title: "How Did this Happen?"
Authoress: Mistress Vamp
Summary: Neville has a surprise for Harry, but will Harry like it?
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Harry, Neville, and company. I only own the plot. If I owned them, there'd be slash in the books. Copyright infringement is not intended. Please don't sue me. I'm a college student.
Feedback: Read and review, but please don't be cruel. Constructive criticism is welcomed, flaming is not.
Beta: Shannon (shannon730) All other mistakes are mine. Thanks, love!! -huggz-
Authoress Notes: I'm trying to find my muse, so I thought if I'd write a quick little two-part fic, it'd come back. Did it work? At least a little??
Written: March 11th, 2007
Special Note (April 11th, 2007): On March 31st, 2007, my laptop was stolen. This, most fortunately, was with Shannon on her computer so I did not lose this quick little one-shot two-part fic. It was written in hopes of awaking my muse. I am still unsure if it worked, but let me know what you think, yeah? Please be honest, but please do not be cruel. I doubt my heart could take more damage, lol. If you don't like, that's fine. Just let me know what I can do to improve. Thanks, loves. ::MV::
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"I can't do this."
"Yes, you can."
"No, I can't."
"Why not?"
"I just can't, all right?"
"Tell me why you can't and I might let you off the hook."
"Harry, I told you. I just can't."
Said wizard sighed. Harry Potter, 22-year-old savior of the Wizarding world, had faced bullies, stuck up family members, and dark lords, but for the life of him, he couldn't get through to the man he had been married to for four years. Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, Harry closed his eyes briefly then reopened them and looked at his husband.
"Neville, you have to give me a reason behind this because if you don't, you are going to the party."
22-year-old Neville Potter looked at his husband and sighed. He knew there was no way out of this. If he didn't tell Harry now, he'd never get off the hook. "I have my reasons, ok? I just...I don't feel as though I would fit in. This party is for you, Harry, and I don't want to ruin it."
"How would you ruin it?" Harry questioned as he came closer. "If you're there with me, it'll just make the party even better."
Neville looked at him and fidgeted a little. How could he tell his husband without the whole world finding out? Well, maybe not the whole world, but definitely the Wizarding population. When Harry was closer to him, Neville swallowed a little and tried to think fast. "You'd have more fun without me." Ok, maybe that's not the best excuse, Neville thought as soon as the words were out of his mouth.
Harry blinked then lifted his eyebrow a little. "I'd have more fun without you? Are you serious?!"
Neville twitched. "Yeah?"
Harry shook his head. Reaching out carefully, he placed his hands on Neville's shoulders and looked him in the eyes. "Neville Potter, listen to me and listen well," he began. "I hate going to the parties that are thrown in celebration each year for the fall of Voldemort. And now, on the celebration of the fifth year, they are doing some big celebration and unfortunately, I have to attend." Harry lowered his hands, but kept his eyes on Neville. "The only thing in this world that will make that party even the least bit tolerable, will be your presence. So, I am begging you. Please, tell me what has you so worked up."
Neville looked at him then lowered his eyes. He sighed and moved back, his eyes staying on the floor. "You know how I've not been feeling well the past few weeks?"
"Yes."
"I went to see Madame Pomphrey today."
Harry looked at his husband carefully, trying to figure out what would concern him so much. "What did she say?"
As he took a breath and let it out slowly, Neville raised his eyes and looked at his husband. "Congratulations, Mister Potter. You're going to be a father."
And for the first time in what seemed like a decade, Harry Potter, Boy-Who-Lived-To-Kill-Voldemort-Only-To-S
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Part Two
An hour later, Harry Potter paced the floor in front of the fire, chewing on his thumbnail. Right after he had fainted, he had been woken by a very frantic Neville Potter, whose face had gone extremely pale. Said husband was now sitting in the chair, watching Harry pace.
"Harry..."
"How on earth is this possible? I didn't even know wizards could have children!" Harry stopped his pacing and turned, his eyes on Neville. "How did this happen?!"
Neville cleared his throat then took a breath, his voice gentle as if he was talking to a child. "When you have two wizards who love each other, they will eventually co..."
"Neville!" Harry rolled his eyes then shook his head. "I know THAT part, but how...I mean, we're wizards! We don't have the parts!" Harry knelt in front of Neville and took his hands, his eyes wide. "Did she say how it was possible?"
"Apparently," Neville said as he smiled just a little. "One of us have a dormant gene that allows us to conceive and bare children."
Nodding slowly, Harry stood and pulled Neville to his feet. As he kept a hold of Neville's hands, Harry leaned in and brushed his lips against his husband's. "You don't need to be scared," he whispered.
Neville sighed and held onto Harry's hands, shaking his head a little. "I'm not scared, Harry," he said with a quiet voice. "It's just...it's surprising. I mean, you fainted for Merlin's sake!"
Harry smiled. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean I'm not happy about it. It just means we have a lot of researching to do and we have to figure out how the hell it was possible for us to do this."
"So, you're not angry?" Neville asked in a timid voice.
"Angry?" Harry chuckled and released one of Neville's hands. He raised it and gently caressed the other man's cheek. "Shocked, curious, and wondering how this happened, but angry? Never."
"Are you sure?"
Harry moved his hand to Neville's chin and brought their lips together. He brushed their lips together then tilted his head and gently licked his husband's lower lip, asking for entrance. Once Neville opened his mouth at the quiet question, Harry deepened the kiss. After he tasted as much of his husband as he could and air became a need, Harry gently pulled back and caressed Neville's lip with his thumb.
"Do I seem sure?"
Neville shivered and whispered, "Yeah."
Harry nodded then moved his head back a little, but kept a hold on Neville's hand. "Let me floo Ron and tell him that we won't be attending that party."
Neville opened his eyes and looked Harry, an alarmed look on his face. "But..."
Harry looked at him with calm eyes. "We are going to stay here and have our little celebration."
Upon hearing this, Neville's eyes lit up a little and smiled a little. Harry gave him a wink then pulled him roughly against him, giving him a deep and loving kiss. As the kiss escalated and became passionate, Neville's thoughts were becoming incoherent. Before they could leave him completely, he had one last thought; if this was going to be Harry's reaction to knowing he was pregnant, he just wondered how he would react when he realized they were having twins.
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The End