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Longbottom	By : calmchick Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Neville stood looking at the door, his hand nervously gripping the parchment that Alastor had given him earlier. He raised his hand to knock on the door when all the sudden it flung open. There stood his professor with a smirk on his face.
"Neville, I’ve been expecting you. What took you so long?" he asked, gesturing for Neville to come in.
"We sort of got into some trouble," Neville said looking nervously down at his shoes.
"Oh really," Alastor said, not looking surprised. "I am not surprised seeing how you were with Potter and all. The boy seem like the type who always gets into mischief," Moody commented. "So what did he do this time,nothing bad I hope," Alastor said, smirking a little.
"Harry is not all that bad," Neville said trying to defend his friend. "He just has a hero complex to him." Alaster chuckled looking greatly amused. Neville blushed enjoying the fact that he made the man smile.
"Well in Dumbledore's office Harry acidentally opened the door to where Dumbledore keeps his pensive," Neville told Moody.
"Ah, and Potter being naturally curious slipped in," Alastor concluded.
"Yeah," Neville said, nodding."I followed him in. I wanted make sure he was okay," Neville said. "We landed in this courtroom.Karkaroff was there. He was in a cage; I think they arrested him or something," Neville said, watching Alaster who looked very tense.
"I saw you there to," he added. Alaster turned towards him a strange look was in his eyes. A look Neville had not seen before.
"Then you must have seen the people who tortured your parents to insanity," Moody said, his voice thick with something Neville could not describe, it almost sounded like fear.
"Yeah," Neville spat angrily. I saw the bastard who ruined my life and my parents' and my gran's. He ran you know," Neville told Alaster." He ran like a coward, when Karkaroff named him.
I hate him the bastard.” Neville exploded, tears filing his eyes. "My mum and dad sit in St. Mungo's all day because of him. They don't know me because of him. I am all alone because of him."
Neville felt strong arms wrap themselves around him.
"Your not alone, Neville. I am so sorry." Alastor rasped and pulled Neville close to him.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. Crouch should be the one who is sorry." Neville held on tightly to Alastor. "I am grateful to you. Your the one who prevented him from escaping. I saw it in the pensive." He smiled lovingly up at the ex auror. He could feel Alastor stroking his lower, he moaned wanting the man to kiss him.
Barty captured lips, his hand caressing Neville's flushed cheek. Neville open his mouth letting Alastor's tongue enter his mouth. He moaned allowing Alastor control the kiss. Neville realized what he wanted to do. He wanted more then just a kiss. He wanted Alastor to make love with him.
"Please..." Neville gasped, "Please, make love to me." he pleaded.
Alastor looked down at him."Are you sure?" he asked Neville.
"Please,I want you to be my first, please." Neville moaned. With that Alastor led Neville to his bed chamber; they passed a huge magical trunk.
Neville stopped suddenly and turned towards it, thinking that he had heard something.
"What is it?" questioned Alastor.
"Nothing, I thought I had heard something," Neville said softky.
He blushed as Alaster led him to a large bed that was in the center of the room.
Alastor turned towards him and started to unbutton Neville's shirt, slowly taking it off.
Neville moaned feeling Alastor plant tiny kisses on his neck.
Alastor slowly picked him up and laid him on the huge bed.
He watched Alastor take off his trench coat and boots, getting on the bed besides him. They resumed kissing, Neville slowly sucking on the mans tongue.

*Barty’s POV*

All the while Barty started to take off Neville clothes in desperate need to see him naked. Barty wanted to make love to Neville with his own body, not Moody's.
Neville belong to him not Moody. He wished that he could take the magical trunk and throw it into Hogwarts's lake.
"What's wrong?" he heard Neville ask him.
Barty, seeing the boy's worried expression, began to nibble at his nipple causing his young lover to moan.
Barty enjoyed hearing the boys moans beneath him and continued to assault both of his nipples. He
realized that he needed to put the spell on Neville soon.
He had not taken the Polyjuice potion this evening, knowing that Neville would come to him. Quietly he mumbled a spell using wandless magic.
Neville felt confused. He knew that he was with Alastor but he could not see him properly.
Barty watched Neville's confused state and started to feel guilty.
He put a silencing charm around himself so that Neville could not hear him when he changed.
Pulling out the fake eye that Moody used he threw on the floor.
Barty got off the bed and looked at himself in the mirror and grinned. His tongue flickering out of his mouth.
He was his handsome self again.
He needed a shave but everything else was perfect. His body looked the same as it did in his twenties.
He always managed to keep himself in good physical condition, unlike Moody who's body was the exact opposite of his. It disgusted him.
He looked back at his Neville and smiled.
Neville did not seem to care.
His sweet lovable Neville.
Terror rose at the thought of Neville finding out who he was.
It nearly killed him when he heard Neville's voice filled with rage when speaking of him. Barty felt afraid, for the very first time in his life he was scared.
"Alaster,where are you?" Neville called out.
Barty made his way back to the bed, looking at his Neville with loving eyes. He captured Neville's lips, kissing him hungrily. He took off all of Neville's clothes. Neville moaned in disappointment not being able to see Alastor.
"Shhh, just feel," Barty whispered huskily in his ear.
He then rubbed his harden cock against the Gryffindor’s . He grinned, hearing Neville gasp in pleasure. Neville frantically bucked his hips, feeling their cocks rub against each other.
Barty moaned in pleasure and leaned down once again and started planting tiny kisses on Neville's chest.
Neville could feel the mans tongue flickering rapidly over his skin.
Barty made his way down to Neville's belly button, swirling tongue around in the hole; Neville arched moaned in pleasure.
Neville moaned in disappointment, feeling the man's cock stop rubbing against him, but it was replaced by something warm and wet. He arched and moaned, loving the feeling.
Barty took Neville's cock in his mouth, sucking on it gently at first.
He removed it from his mouth.
He smirked, hearing Neville's pleas for him not to stop.
He started to flick his tongue over the tip of Neville's cock who was arching once again. Barty looked at Neville, who looked so beautiful, he thought, who was naked, with moonlight covering him, His body trembling with pleasure.
Barty abandoning the cock and started licking Neville's thighs, his hands touching his balls, squeezing them gently. Neville arched desperately, wanting the man's mouth back on his cock.
"Please, Alastor..." he pleaded, when he felt the man stop.
Don't call me that!" Barty snapped, his eyes flashing darkly.
Neville was his, that bastard Alastor Moody had no part in this. Once he calmed down he began to feel guilty, seeing the confusion and fear in his lovers face.
"Then what can I call you?" Neville asked him timidly.
He didn’t bother responding; instead he leaned down and took every inch of his lover in his mouth, swallowing the boys cock. He began humming, bobbing his head up and down, all the while touching the boy' s sack.
Barty felt his lover hands on his scalp, bucking frantically against him. Neville was literally seeing stars. He felt his climax coming closer and closer. Then it hit him like a bludger.
He screamed, his cum filling Barty's mouth, who swallowed every last drop of Neville's cum. Neville felt tears run down his face, his body still shivering slightly. He knew that this was not over yet, it was only the beginning.
Barty made his way back onto the bed and kissed Neville hungrily. Neville could taste himself.
"Show me how." Neville asked him shyly, wanting to suck his lovers cock.
"Later, Barty said huskily. I want to cum inside of you." He said kissing Neville on the forehead affectionately.
He the spelled a jar of lube out of the nightstand. He then set to work, and quickly spread Neville legs, wanting to prep the boy himself. He looked at the puckered entrance lustfully.
Neville gasped slightly feeling at the burn as the finger enter him. He moaned as Barty Managed to work three fingers in him.
Barty could tell the boy was ready.
He quickly put some lube on his cock. He moaned, loving the feel of his own hand on his cock. He then pressed his harden cock against Neville entrance. He then felt the Gryffindor clutch onto him tightly as the man worked his way inside of him.
"Are you okay, love?" whispered Barty, looking at the face before him filled with pleasure.
"Yes." Neville gasped. "Please." he moaned.
Barty knew what Neville meant. He slowly started to work his way in and out of Neville slowly, while recapturing the boy's mouth in a passionate kiss. Neville moaned as thrust into him hard. He then gasped feeling Moody hit a place deep inside him that he never knew existed; it felt incredible.
Barty noticing began hitting the spot over and over, harder and faster.
Neville was moaning loudly and gasping. He began to tremble, feeling another orgasm approaching.
Barty, feeling his own orgasm began fucking Neville harder.
Neville suddenly arched up and screamed a shattering scream, feeling his orgasm hit him. He continued to cry and tremble feeling another orgasm wash over him.
Barty watched in pleasure as Neville came.
He could feel the boys cum squirt all over his lower stomach and down his thighs.
Barty leaned down his body, trembling, kissing Neville's lips.
He started to move within him again.
Finally, Barty cried out feeling his own orgasm take him. Breathing hard and still trembling from the orgasm, he pulled out of Neville. He then realized that the boy had fallen asleep. He pulled the boy's sweat slick body close to him, gently planting kisses on him.
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