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What If	By : BlackDawnRose Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Neville Views: 8248 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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So Here I go again with another AU story. This one is about Neville, there's not enough about him. It's a what if story about how different things could be if just the slightest changes occurred in the world we all know and love. Neville is the main character along with Draco and Harry. There will be Gryffindor bashing, just a heads up.
Chapter 1 Neville's world
Neville Longbottom was a Ravenclaw, one of the smartest in his year. He was tall, attractive, excelled in almost all of his classes, had tons of friends and the greatest boyfriend in the world, honestly he couldn't be happier. His parents were immensely proud of him and he was all set with his career, all in all things were going great.
Right at the moment he was sitting in the Great Hall eating lunch with Hermione, Cho, Padma, Theo and of course Dean, his wonderful, perfect boyfriend. They'd been together since fourth year, two years now, and even though they were yet to take the biggest step in their relationship they were very happy and great together, everyone said so. Dean was a Gryffindor which made the relationship a little hard at first, but they'd gotten past it and while Neville still didn't like Ron, Cormac and Seamus, Dean's Gryffindor friends, all that much he'd come to accept them and they got along for the most part.
Of course he was a prefect which meant they occasionally got into a few arguments over the Gryffindor boys' behaviour but that couldn't be helped, they weren't very good at behaving themselves and liked to pull pranks a little too often. Still, they had to accept that Neville was going to do his job whether they liked it or not and while it had been a big issue originally, it seemed to have calmed down for the most part now. They tended not to do pranks while he was around to stop them.
Yes, life was good, one more year of Hogwarts and he was off to university to study herbology. He'd always had an aptitude for it and he had plans to start a massive green house on his parents' property and cross pollinate as many species as he could to create new ones for medicinal purposes and potion making purposes. Draco, his very best friend who was in Slytherin, was a brilliant potioneer and he was going to finish his study and open his own apothecary with his godfather Severus, which they would eventually make a global company, and intended to spend their free time researching new potions for currently untreatable diseases. Neville was planning to work closely with them and grow the plants they needed as well as handing over newly cross pollinated plants for them to study.
Severus was currently a teacher at Hogwarts, a brilliant one, but he was only really around because Draco was still there. Once the boy left he was going to go as well and apparently had plans to make a start on the business while Draco was finishing up his study.
That as one brilliant thing about going to Hogwarts and one of the reasons his parents had sent him there, the houses kept such different people but all of them were brilliant in different ways and it was awesome being able to make the kinds of contacts he was now. Draco's father was a very powerful man, the Malfoy family even more well known than his own, and being friends with Draco opened up a lot of doors for Neville that wouldn't have been there if he hadn't attended Hogwarts. Of course that wasn't why he and Draco were friends, he and Draco had been friends from the moment they'd met in first year, but still, one should never overlook an opportunity to make an important contact as well, his grandmother had taught him that.
"So, is everyone done with their study plans?" Hermione asked, having finished lunch and put her utencils down.
The others all answered in the affirmative and Hermione smiled happily. They may have all been Ravenclaws and loved to study and get good marks but Hermione was always the first finished with everything and liked to make sure the rest of them were organised and sorted with everything too. She was like the mum of the group and the other prefect sharing the job with Neville this year. She was nice, very caring and devoted to her friends even if she could get a little insane about the studying, and Neville was so happy she'd been placed in Ravenclaw with him and the others, they really made a good team.
She was a muggleborn which had initially put her in a difficult position with the rest of the Ravenclaws as most of them, like most of the Slytherins, were pureblooded. Neville's parents had always taught him not to judge and he hadn't, he'd met Hermione, spoken to her, found out what an awesome person she was and befriended her, which brought the rest of the Ravenclaws around as well and very soon they forgot there'd ever been a problem at all. The group he had around him at the moment were his best friends in his house. He had other friends outside his house as well and he was glad of that, but aside from Draco his group of Ravenclaw friends were the people he was closest to and he was very pleased with the group they'd formed.
"Dean, you coming?" A voice called from up the hall and Neville and Dean both turned to see Ron, Cormac and Seamus standing at the door to the great hall motioning for Dean to join them.
"Coming," Dean called back before turning to Neville with a fond smile. "See you soon," he said leaning up to kiss him gently on the lips.
"See you soon," Neville agreed and kissed him back before Dean leapt up from the table and headed down the hall to join his friends, Neville watching him go with a soft smile on his face, he really was so lovely.
"Well, the afternoon's free are we going to head to the library?" Padma asked finishing up her own lunch.
"I had planned to," Cho replied and Hermione and The nodded in agreement.
"I'd like to take a quick stroll around the grounds first, the Gryffindors always seem to like causing trouble at this time of the day, but I'll definitely come and find you all after that," Neville replied.
"Actually you're right, I might come with you, that way we get the patrolling done quicker," Hermione suggested which Neville agreed to immediately. Definitely better to have Hermione to half the grounds, that way they could get back to studying quicker.
"All right, we'll meet you guys in the library when you're done," Theo replied moving to stand up from his chair.
"Yep, see you there," Neville agreed as he and the others followed suit. They made their way out of the great hall together and split off in opposite directions when they reached the hallway. Neville and Hermione headed outside and split off as well to get the school checked as quickly and efficiently as possible.
Neville managed most of his check rather quickly, it was only when he reached Hagrid's hut that he found reason to pause, and it wasn't because of something bad happening. A soft and beautifully melodic voice humming quietly to a song he didn't recognize caught his attention and he paused in his walk to head in that direction to see who it was. The melody was soft and lovely and the voice singing it sounded like something you'd expect to hear from an angel. He paused at a rock not far from the hut and looked down at the structure to spot a young man, sitting cross legged in the grass outside Hagrid's hut. He was only relatively short, with curly, black hair and bright green eyes and lying next to him, with it's head on the boy's lap, was one of Hagrid's baby unicorns. The boy was stroking it's furry head softly and humming the song to the beast who seemed to be happily dosing in the sun and enjoying the ministrations a great deal.
Neville recognised the boy of course, there wasn't anyone alive who hadn't heard of Harry Potter the boy whose father killed the dark lord when he was just a baby. The man had been after Harry, something about a prophecy, he'd arrived at the house and James and Lilly had fought valiantly to save their son along with friends of theirs, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. The Dark Lord had landed one good hit on Harry, the boy had the scar to prove it and some said that was why he'd never grown as tall or strong as other boys in his year, but in the end the light had prevailed and Harry had been saved. Unfortunately his life had come at a cost, James had died that night as had Remus and Sirius, leaving Lilly to raise the boy alone.
The Potters had been hailed as heroes and every witch and wizard had wanted to meet Lilly and Harry, to see the only people in the world who'd survived a meeting with Voldemort. According to Neville's parents it was all too much for Lilly and she'd completely withdrawn from their world, moving back to the muggle world she'd been born into and earning herself more than a little scorn from many of the wizarding families in England. They'd been willing to overlook her status as a muggleborn witch after she'd married Potter and she should have taken over the family title and wealth when he died to safe keep it for Harry, but she'd refused, she'd left their world behind completely and many of the blood purists used it as a way to strike as the muggleborn community, saying that Lilly's muggle blood had made her weak and a pureblooded woman would have been able to go on with life and lead the family in their husband's stead until her child had come of age.
It was rubbish of course and Neville knew that. Lilly had been distraught over her husband's death as any woman who'd loved her husband would be, pureblooded women wouldn't have been as effected as most of them were in arranged marriages and didn't love their husbands anyway, you don't miss someone you never cared for. Those who did actually care about their spoused would have gone on because they had to, because their families would have made their lives even more miserable if they hadn't, almost every pureblood family was like that, more concerned about society's opinion of them than they were about anything else.
Neville didn't judge Lilly, he didn't know how he'd go on if something happened to someone he loved, the thought of any harm befalling Dean was more painful than he wanted to think about, if she needed to leave their world in order to cope that was her business and nobody else's. Of course pretty much everybody else thought it was their business and looked down on her and Harry because of it, and this included many of the other students at Hogwarts. The other boy had friends, Neville knew he did, but he also knew a lot of people wouldn't even talk to him and he was often on his own. Neville had seen him around but he honestly didn't know the first thing about him, they almost never had classes together, he had no idea what the boy liked of didn't like, he honestly didn't even know if the boy could talk he'd never heard him speak at all. He was a complete mystery to Neville and Neville had never really been concerned with him until now.
It was all because of that voice, Neville had never heard anything like it and he was fairly certain no man or woman alive could sing that sweetly. The song had no words but it didn't need any, it just needed that voice. He wanted to go to the boy and ask what he was singing, but he was honestly too worried that if he did the divine sound would stop and he might never hear it again.
Out of nowhere the humming stopped and Harry looked up at the sky thoughtfully for several moments. Neville was worrying that he might be done with singing today until the young man pulled a book and parchment from the ground next to him and scribbled something down rather quickly before placing it back down beside him and resuming both his humming and his stroking of the gorgeous creature resting in his lap.
Neville smiled to himself and decided he'd wait until the next time that happened and approach the boy. He was enjoying the sight of the boy in front of him and the sound of his voice quite thoroughly when suddenly something else interrupted both of them, a group of Gryffindor boys. Before Harry seemingly even noticed they were there a spell had scared the unicorn away and Harry was hanging upside down in the air, his wand falling from his sleeve before he could stop it.
"Well, well, what have we here, it's the little fairy," Ron taunted as he approached, being the one who'd caste the levicorpus.
"Out here again with all your friends, Potter?" Seamus taunted moving forward to poke at the suspended boy with his wand.
"And write some more girly songs it seems," Cormac added moving to grab Harry's book from the ground where it had been sitting beside the boy.
"And what's this one called?" Ron asked peering over Cormac's shoulder and reading the page the book was open to. "Oh, no name yet, just a whole bunch of faggy words," Ron taunted tearing the page out of the book and holding it out with his wand pointed toward it.
Neville, who was already on his way down to assist the poor boy, could see the look of sadness on the boy's face at the possibility of his work being destroyed and it ripped at his heart. How long had Harry been putting up with this? And why had Neville and the other prefects never seen it? Ron's words made him see red and as soon as he was close enough he hit the boy with an expelliamus sending him flying into Hagrid's vegetable patch and causing him to drop the piece of paper in his hand. The others looked over and spotted Neville approaching, saw the look of anger on his face, and decided very wisely to take their leave scampering away like frightened puppies.
Neville reached Harry and cast an aresto momentum, to lower Harry carefully to the ground and checked that he was okay, to which the boy only nodded moving immediately to grab the page Ron had dropped. Neville ignored Ron as the boy scurried out of the vegetable garden and away as fast as his currently limping form could manage, it was probably best Neville didn't approach him just now, it wouldn't end pretty. He picked up Harry's book that was lying open where Cormac had dropped it before he ran away and inside, behind the page Ron had ripped out, was a beautiful picture of the unicorn Harry had just been petting. It was amazingly drawn and beautifully shaded and Neville looked up at the boy with a smile wanting to tell him so only to see Harry watching him warily, as if waiting for Neville to try and destroy his work as Ron had wanted to.
"The picture is amazing, Harry," Neville told him with a smile and Harry looked surprised by the complement, although the wariness didn't fade at all as Neville had hoped it would. Not wanting to worry Harry further he held the book out for the boy to take which he did, a quiet 'thank you', leaving his lips in the first words Neville had ever heard him speak. His voice was soft and lovely, even sweeter than Neville had thought it would be and he found his smile growing just a little at the small victory he was claiming in his head of being able to get Harry to say something for the first time ever.
"You're welcome," Neville replied quietly. "Are you sure you're all right?" he asked.
Harry nodded again but didn't say anything and Neville nodded back accepting that the boy wasn't going to talk again.
"All right, I'll walk you back up to the castle in case they come back and I'll be speaking to McGonagall about their behaviour toward you," he promised the boy who just looked at his feet and nodded before heading up toward the school. Neville walked with him until he was safely back in the Hufflepuff dorm before heading to the head of Gryffindor's office to speak to her about Ron and the others.
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