Longbottom | By : calmchick Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Barty looked up at the furious face of Neville who was glaring daggers at him. He watched as his lover tried to blink back his tears.
Sorrow filled him knowing that he had hurt his lover.
He had not been planning to confront Neville at this time. His plan had been, he was going to kill Potter.
He knew that his master would reward him for finally getting rid of his worse enemy for him.
He would give him anything.
He knew that his master would spare Neville and agree to let Barty take him as his consort.
Now thanks to Dumbledore and that bastard traitor Snape his plans were shot to hell.
Unlike most who would have given up at this point, Barty was more determined then ever to get out of this mess he found himself in.
He then was going to return to his master. He was going to make new plans to reunite with his lover, and not only that get revenge on Snape.
Snape looked at Neville in shock.
What the hell was Longbottom doing here of all places ? He saw rage in the young Gryffindor's face, but this was more then just rage it was also betrayal.
"Longbottom get back to your dormitory now," Severus snapped. We'll talk about this in the morning."
"How could you," Neville cried. How could you have made love to me, kowing what you did to my parents."
Barty lowered his head in shame.
Snape's eyes widened with surprise, then loathing as he watched Crouch. Who had taken advantage of one his students.
"Answer ME you BASTARD," Neville screamed, who came closer to Barty.
"Neville," a voice said softly, surprisingly it was Snape. He ignored the fierce look of rage and possessiveness on Crouch's face as he did this.
Severus slowly backed away from Crouch and made his way over to Neville. All the while pointing his wand at Crouch. Who was glaring at him, his tongue flicking in and out.
He gently grabbed Neville's shoulder. He was going to guide Longbottom to the door. He didn't like the possessiveness in Crouch's face as he looked at his student.
He couldn't help but feel guilty. He should have realized that there was something not right about Moody. He was a little bit to eager to be in the good graces of Potter. That was just one of many signs that made him suspicious of the man.
Potter might have escaped the bastard, but he couldn't say the same about Longbottom.
He was forever scared by what the bastard done to him.
Crouch took advantage of this young boy for his own sexual pleasure and sicj and twisted amusement.
Severus felt like he was going to be sick, but controlled himself. He needed to concentrate getting Neville out of harms way.
The twisted hate that was on Crouch's face as he looked him suddenly disappeared as he looked at Neville. "I love you," he said gently.
Severus was even more disgusted. The bastard sounded like he meant it. He knew better, this was just another tactic in manipulating Longbottom.
Severus was practically trembling with anger.
He may not like Gryffindors, but Neville was still his student. And he was not going to stand by and watch Crouch Manipulate the boy again.
"Longbottom lets go," he snapped, saying it even louder then the first time.
Neville was to transfixed on Barty to even pay attention to Snape.
"I don't love you, he snarled. I love Alastor."
Crouch looked like he had been hit by the crucitius curse.
An overwhelming feeling of jealousy and possessiveness consuming him.
He should have killed that damn Auror when he had a chance.
There was no way he was going to let the bastard near his Neville.
"I am Alastor, Your Alastor, Barty said. The man you fell in love with, made love to. The one you confessed your love to."
"You tricked me,you don't love me, Cried Neville. You were using me to get to Harry."
Snape watching the drama unfold before him. Grabbed an emotional Neville leading him to the door.
Barty seeing his chance got up and tackled Snape. Causing Snape to fall to the ground.
Neville backed in horror watching the men wrestling on the ground. Suddenly Neville noticed Snape's wand he quickly picked it up.
Barty punched Snape, causing Snape to be knocked unconscious.
He got up only to have see Neville pointing Snape's wand at him.
Neville trembling pointed the wand at Crouch.
Crouch smiled at him.
Neville could see what looked like love in his face.
"I need to go Neville, Barty said softly. They'll give me the kiss."
For some reason Nevill felt a heartwrenching pain at the thought of Crouch getting the kiss.
"You deserve it,after what you did to my parents," Neville said coldy.
Neville knew that if Crouch died, that it would kill him.
He dropped Snape's wand and looked at Barty, Who looked surprised look on his face. A look of hope suddenly appearing on his face.
"I never want to see you again, Neville said coldy, Or next time I'll kill you myself."
Barty had a look of sorrow on his face, he knew that this was his chance to to be reunited with his Lord.
"I love you, Barty said once more, looking into Neville's sorrowful eyes. I will always love you,I'll do whatever takes for us to be together again," he vowed, with that he turned and fled out the door.
Neville dropped to his knees crying.
Snape had not said anything to Dumbledore about Crouch and Longbottom situation to Dumbledore. He didn't even tell him that Longbottom was even there.
Looking at Longbottom he noted that the boy had not said anything at all. Nor did he say anything about what happened to led to Crouch escaping.
Neville felt like he was in a nightmare. He barely notice Snape had escorted him back to his dorm.
When he got to the Gryffindor common room Hermione was on the couch waiting for him.
"Nevy," she gasped running to him looking worried. She threw her arms around him. She could feel him trembling in her arms.
"What happened," She asked, leading him to the couch.
She listened as Neville told her everything about Moody and Barty Crouch.
Rage filled her thinking Barty Crouch. That monster he did not deserve a sweet loving person like Neville. Neville deserved better then him.
"I know what you need Neville," She said caressing her hand over his cheek. Just like what Alastor or should I say Crouch use to do to him.
She kissed him softly, Neville needing someone to hold deepened the kiss. They continued to kiss.
Hermione stopped the kiss. Neville looked at her in confusion.
She then grabbed his hand and led him to her bed in the girls dormitory. Neville hesitated for a second, but he needed to be held, feel loved, badly. At this point anyone would do.
He let Hermione kiss him again.
"I'll take away the pain Neville," she said softly.
Gently pushing him back on the bed and closing the bed curtain so they would not be interrupted.
To be continued......
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