Harry Potter, Head of the Class

Title: Head of the Class
Words: 100
Challenge: I don’t do…(personal squicks)
Characters: Remus and Neville
A/N: I’m so squicked out by cross-generational pairings, not to mention the way Remus thinks about Neville in this…I can’t believe I wrote this *heaves dryly*

Head of the Class

“ I’ve GOT to pass Defense this year!”

Leaning on his desk, Remus appraised Neville coolly, considering giving this little failure the same chance he’d given the Patils and that perky Ravenclaw brunette.

True, Neville was male, but if Remus remembered anything from his own school days, it was that boys tended to get the important bits right, and anyway it wasn’t like HE’D got his DADA OWL by doling out Chocolate Frogs. Worse case, who’d notice one more Memory Charm on Longbottom?

He locked his door with a wand flick, before sliding his knee between Neville’s.

“You’d do…anything?”

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