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Mirkys Drabble Chain	By : MirkyTwilight Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 11557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Title: Drabble 4 - Forget About.

Pairing: Neville/Jacob

Warning: Mention of MPreg.

Fandom: Harry Potter Xover Twilight

Neville knew war, he lived through it, bore the scars and wore them proudly; he had survived while others had lost their very lives. Fingers deep within the soil of his garden he pondered the past, middle, and the now.

Was it odd that he had left merry England for the America's Ministry where he took his Mastery (Quite difficult) in Herbology and from there opened a small floral shop in a sleepy town in Washington? While he may have sold some arrangements it was nothing but a cover for the greenhouses that were well hidden within the woods. Who knew that a strong pool of magic stretched along the land and was even deeper within the woods which allowed him to harvest simple plants and some difficult ones that were quite temperamental?

It honestly wasn't his intention to encroach on anyone's territory let alone the shape-shifters, but he had mistakenly done so. The first time he caught sight of the massive beasts he had glanced up into the twilight and though the moon was well hidden he knew it was not lush and full. His wand was quickly in hand and he took a step back.

Neville hadn't known what he would have done, would he kill them, would they kill him? What had happened instead was a wolf stepping forward. Neville gripped his wand tighter; it was massive in size with reddish-brown fur and eyes so dark he got lost in them. Enthralled Neville could do nothing but stand there as the beast stalked forward and when he could feel the heat radiating from the wolf it transformed into a tall man… a naked russet skin man that had nothing to be ashamed of.

A blush stole across his dirt smeared cheeks and Neville felt faint. The man made to reach out and touch his cheek but Neville felt fear wash over him as his own magic reached out. Panicked, the wizard apparated leaving a confused, if not upset, pack behind.

It had been days and Neville hadn't left the sanctuary of his shop and home. He called on a few favors and had several personal assistance sent over to care for his greenhouses with strict instructions not to be seen as he huddled on his stool wondering just why he was behaving like a coward. There was a ding of a bell and Neville stood from his bench in the back where he potted fussy Mandrake Roots; he found adding goat's milk mixed with some blood to the soil an hour before repotting they didn't scream. It was like a mild sedative or drug for the plant.

Removing his gloves he made sure his wand was on his holster and parted the curtain to the muggle world, "May I help…" his breadth caught in his chest. Leaning against the counter was a familiar face and thankfully the man was dressed. Gripping the curtain in his fist he forced himself not to run as his magic once again reached out and tugged. He was a Gryffindor he wouldn't run… but this was so foreign and the way the man was staring, eyes smoldering, he could feel his own lust begin to build.

"My name's Jacob Black." His voice had a part of him stirring and with a blush Neville moved forward hoping the counter would hide his problem.

"I'm Neville." The man held out a hand and Neville hesitated but he shook it and almost purred as his eyes closed and magic washed from himself to the wolf, it was warm and it comforted him in a way that only chocolate could. "Neville Longbottom."

That was then, the beginning of the middle of his life. The now was interesting with tales that could only be appreciated by someone who had seen just how real the fairytales were. Neville wiped his brow mixing sweat, dragon dung, and soil before he stood. Had it really been a little over two years since that fateful encounter? Turning on his heels he brushed past vines that reached for him, tugged at his robes, and he sent out his magic to comfort them. There was a swell in the air as the plants sighed with contentment and with one last look within the greenhouse he apparated home for a shower and a quick change.

The pack planned to have a bonfire to celebrate the birth of a new arrival to the tribe. Little Annabelle Black was all her father and Neville was alright with that. Already the 3 week old infant had all the men (and Leah) wrapped around her finger. While being Withchild had been a scary and humbling, Neville would admit to himself it was great returning to his plants.

Not that he didn't love his daughter and mate but being Withchild had seriously mucked with his magic and he wouldn't chance harming his children, the green clingy kind. But that was then, he needed to live in the now. Forget about the war, forget about the struggle through an American Mastery over the English, forget about the fumbling start of a relationship, forget about the fear of informing his mate that he was able to carry on the line and doing so, forget about the forced bed rest, forget about the premature labor and the pain of cesarean, forget about it all.

All that mattered was the now and that now was his daughter being presented to the pack. She was after all the second shape-shifter that was a woman, something her godmother Leah was immensely proud of.

Posted: YG - 7.9.10 / AFF - 3.6.11
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