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Please, Release Me!	By : Severus1snape Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Neville Views: 17663 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K.Rowling does, I write for fun and do not make any money from this.

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AN: Lanie, Betty and Jan - her you are loves, another one for you. Hogwarts really is an amazing learning experience altogether *evil grin*. Don´t worry, not getting sidetracked, all part of my evil plan - soon it will all be over, in six months fiction time - waaaaah - I have to let them live a little, they are under a lot of pressure from the war, it´s only natural to be confused with their teenage selves, isn´t it? Anyway, did you not SEE Neville lately - YUM!

Three weeks. Three dreadful, lonely weeks had gone by without any sign of their Headmaster´s presence at Hogwarts. Ginny, Dean, Luna and Seamus had tried in vain to cheer up Neville, but he seemed to sink, much unlike him, further into depression. Of course not a real depression where darkness swallows you up, but the kind where you´re missing your loved one, fearing for his life and expecting to hear the worst about his whereabouts at any given moments.
“Stupid Charms essay, fucking stupid memory charms. Who the fuck cares anyway, we´re all going to die soon anyway.” Neville mumbled to himself as he pushed the piece of parchment aside and scowled out the window of the empty classroom he had chosen to seek solitude in with his homework for the following day. Snow was falling slowly outside and he shivered at the knowledge of the low temperatures outside and pulled his robes closer to his body for warmth. It was early for snow, but the Prophet had said something about the weather changing because of the amount of Dark curses being cast these past couple of years, it had to be that.
“Suicidal now Longbottom, are we?” Neville turned around so rapidly his neck made a huge cracking sound and he groaned and flinched from the immediate pain, not because Malfoy was standing there with his arms folded neatly over his chest, glancing down expectantly at him. “Curfew is coming up in half an hour Longbottom; you should get back to your tower.” He said, when Neville didn´t respond other than with grumbling noises.
“Do I have a Death eater loves me magnet stuck up my ass Malfoy? Seems that every last one of you, cares enough for me to take care of me.”
Malfoy snorted, “I for one, will not take care of you that way, I promise you that. No matter how happy my godfather seems to be after he started buggering you.” He huffed after he had entered the room and closed the door after him.
Neville smiled. “Who says he´s the one doing the buggering?”
Malfoy´s mouth fell open in shock and then seemed to remember being a Malfoy altogether and quickly shut it again before answering. “I don´t believe you, he would never…” He blinked, “you´re lying.”
“Well, feel free to ask him if you don´t believe me then Malfoy. However,” He began packing his school bag as he spoke on, “do start the conversation in front of me, I would love to hear it.” He laughed.
Malfoy followed Neville out the door and down the corridor without thinking about it, they almost ran into Peeves but managed to duck and hide while he swept by. Running into him around curfew was never promising, but then Malfoy seemed to remember being head boy and stopped hiding. “I will not, you will simply have to stop telling smut about him. He´s not the weaker male in any relationship, I refuse to believe that. I know!”
Neville sized him up, running his eyes over Malfoy´s slim but handsome body, “you would know that, wouldn´t you?” He grinned and continued walking. The blonde ran to keep up with him.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean Longbottom?” He demanded knowing and put out his arm to stop the taller male from moving further. Neville offered another knowing smile.
“You look like you know,” he leaned closer, “from experience that is.” Malfoy froze.
“I… We have never had anything sexual between us, that´s jus-“
“You misunderstand me, my fair blonde; you seem like the type to know what it´s like to be the weaker male.” Malfoy spluttered, “you bottom, don´t you?”
“I am not gay! And how dare you think that I would be the one to –“ He was outraged, clearly, having drawn his wand and was now pointing it at Neville, who didn´t make a move, not out of fear, but because he was too busy studying the blonde´s reactions. “What did you just call me?” His brain finally caught up with him.
Neville leaned in so Malfoy had no option but to take a step back and found the wall there, his hand shook slightly, but Neville had already forgotten about the wand. “I called you my fair blonde, it´s not exactly a mystery you´re the handsomest male in school with every other female and every gay drooling over you. You do know what a compliment is, don´t you?” He smiled flirtingly. Where in Merlin´s name is the real Longbottom? This confidence is not his own!
Malfoy blinked stupidly. “Well, I-I… That´s not… You would…”
“Hmm, Slytherin Prince all out of words now?” Malfoy´s cheeks turned pink.
“What are you playing at Longbottom – I would have you know –“
“Merely stating the obvious Malfoy, I´m not going blind because I´m in love with someone else. In fact, if you ever need something, feel free to come find us.” Malfoy´s face flamed in embarrassment. Stop it, it´s bloody Longbottom. So what if he grew into his teeth and body, so what if he´s not unattractive anymore, it´s not like I noticed anyway.
“I go away for a few weeks and find myself out in the cold already?” The drawl surprised them both and when they turned to meet their headmaster´s gaze their faces were very close together, one could really mistake this innocent position.
“Severus – I swear I didn´t… It was all Longbottom, he went all animal on me, with his abysmal attempts to flirt and snog me –“
“Snog you, please Malfoy, it could have been so easy if that was what I wanted, with you being the weaker male –“
“I AM NOT WEAK!” He yelled, and neither student noticed the amused look across Severus´ face from watching their interaction.
“Of course you are, but that´s okay, someone has to be.” Neville said almost cooingly.
“You take that back! Right this fucking minute or I swear to Merlin…”
“Stop denying it.”
“SHUT UP!”
“PROVE IT THEN!” He provoked.
“FINE!” Severus gasped in shock as he watched Neville colliding with the stone walls of the corridor, and Draco holding him in an iron grasp, pushing him roughly while he -. Severus blinked to make sure that he was really seeing Draco, his not gay godson, kissing his lover. “Oh god, what the –“ Malfoy pulled away, looking green and pale at the same time if that was even possible. Neville licked his lips in confusion; this was not what he had meant when he said Malfoy should prove his theory.
“Draco –“ Severus looking down at the blonde in concern as he backed away from them.
“Don´t. I didn´t – this never happened!” He ran. Neville had never actually seen the Malfoy heir run before and once he was out of sight he looked at Severus. I must have a magnet up my ass.
“So – does this come with an explanation?” He quirked a brow when Neville burst out laughing, before following the older man into a class room to tell him about the incident.

I sure hope Severus will not be angry. And what is all this about Severus not planning on surviving the war, huh? What will become of my pairing then, if that were to happen? And what the devil is Draco up to - is he merely confused, stressed out or too stubborn to lose an argument to Neville?
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