Paranoid - Part 1

Another Wednesday as boring as every Wednesday before since Harry had defeated the dark lord. He had stood by his side and fought against the death eaters showing his true capabilities to the world and to himself. After the final battle he was a star. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna and himself all were stars now. They stood by the boy who lived and made it through alive. A little wonder in itself in his opinion, but still he was glad. He didn’t want to die then and now he had an even better live. Being a star had made him rich, even richer than he was before and that was meaning a lot. Coming from an old pureblood family meant he had a lot of money to start with anyway.

Like all the boys in their group, Neville too, started into his new life by making the decision to do nothing for a while. The girls, especially Hermione, had pestered them of course, to do something, to find a job and do some work but they were always the lazy ones. Although Ron now had something like a job if you want to call it that, that is. After publishing his biography he used some of his money to buy his favourite team the Chudley Cannons. Coming back to his problem at hand Neville decided it was time to do something against his boredom. He decided to go for a drink. But instead of going to a pub as he would have done any other time, today he decided to visit Draco. Yes, that was it. He would be going to the “Paranoid”.

Arriving at the “Paranoid’s” apparition point he walked into the main room and looked out over the dance floor taking in the crowd and trying to make out which song it was that was currently playing. Ah yes, “My doorbell” from the “White Stripes”, he knew that song. Neville had taken quite well to muggle music after coming here a couple of times. Taking in the bodies moving to the beat under the flashing lights he decided to get himself a drink first. Walking over to the bar on the left side of the club he ordered a pint of beer and then turned around again, leaning against the counter, trying to find a familiar face among the mass of twisting bodies.

By the time he had finished his beer he still had spotted a familiar face, so he decided it would be best to just start dancing and enjoy himself. Walking down the three stairs to the dance floor he mingled with the crowd and started dancing. Changing between partners at a fast rate he let himself go moving to the beat of the loud and fast changing music until finally he spotted her. A brunette girl with long hair flowing over her shoulders like a waterfall, moving her body in the most erotic display he’d ever seen. Making his way over to her, Neville began to synchronize his movements to hers and as he reached her, she looked up at him smiling the most seductive of smiles.

Agonizingly slow Neville danced around her until coming up face with her back. Experiencing a sudden boost of confidence he stepped forward and boldly pressed his hard body into her. As he laid his hands on her hips she suddenly shifted her weight, leaning back against him, pressing her ass to his groin. Together they moved, projecting an otherworldly serenity, making it seem like they where the deepest of lovers. Closing his eyes Neville moved with her, blending out the music and inhaling her intoxicating sent which made his head swim. He was sure she could feel his throbbing erection getting even harder with every swing of her ass but he didn’t care. Suddenly he felt her shift, turning around until she faced him, running her hands all over his chest. Looking deep into her eyes he forgot everything around him, until suddenly, her hand stroked his hard-on through his trousers and at the same time, she kissed him.

Desperately Neville tried to bring her closer to him. He kissed her like he was trying to devour her mouth and that’s probably just what he wanted. For him this was heaven and he never wanted to leave. But as nothing’s made forever they finally had to stop. Smiling at him she turned her head bringing her mouth near his ear, whispering to him a question he’d have never dared asking. After telling her, his place would be fine, she nodded and after taking his hand, told him to lead the way. Neville didn’t waste time now. After finding a taxi for them he started to kiss her with a single goal in mind, to never let her go. They only broke apart for him to pay the driver and open the door to his house, before kissing again as if their life depended on it. Even while they stripped down they didn’t stop, but when they were finally naked she suddenly stopped, looking at him with a feral grin.

Becoming a little confused Neville shot her a nervous glance while holding his breath. Suddenly she put a little pressure on his chest and with a gasp he fell onto the bed. Straddling his hips she started to kiss him again while she rubbed her groin against him. Hearing her moan made Neville buck his hips against her and just as he thought he couldn’t take it anymore she stopped. Looking up at her he saw this grin again and slowly she moved herself up his body, until finally she pressed her pussy to his face. Neville of course knew what she wanted and started by running his tongue along her nether lips until she had enough and pressed harder against his face. With this limited options Neville still didn’t go for her clit but started to tongue-fuck her agonizingly slow. After a few minutes she started to buck her hips against his mouth and her moaning turned into screams of pleasure. Deciding he had teased her enough he moved his mouth up to her clit and sucked hard. Spasms started to run through her body and then she collapsed on him. Smiling to himself he nibbled on the skin around her navel until she found enough strength to lift her up on her arms only to drop down next to him.

They lay in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, both trying to gather their strength until finally she moved, turning to her side. Neville did the same and they started kissing again and slowly she started to wander down his body leaving a trail of kisses placed on random spots all over his upper body. Just closing his eyes und enjoying the feeling of her soft lips on his skin Neville imagined himself in heaven until suddenly he gasped and his eyes flew open. Looking down to his mid-section he gasped again as she started to tease his cock with her tongue. Ever so slowly she took him into her mouth taking him in a little deeper with every down-going motion of her head until she reached the base and he could feel himself at the back of her throat. Realizing that she was deep-throating him nearly made him come. Knowing that he wouldn’t last much longer he told her to stop but she just ignored him. Instead she started to moan around his cock and he could feel the muscles in the back of her mouth move around him. That finally did it. Thrusting his hips up to meet her on the way down he stilled her head with his hands and released his seed, nearly chocking her. After he had finished coming he lay back, closing his eyes, feeling positively spent. But apparently she had other plans.

She started to lick his member at an agonizingly slow speed, cleaning it but at the same time bringing him to attention again. As soon as he was hard enough to be taken she straddled his hips for the second time this evening and slid his cock in her. Setting a fast and steady pace she started to ride him while at the same time she was massaging her clit. It took her a while to reach her climax but Neville didn’t mind. Because he had just come before he knew he wouldn’t be coming any soon and so decided he would enjoy it for as long as he could or she would. She slowed down considerably after climaxing but he just but his hands on her hips and started to pump into her at his own pace. It only took her a few minutes to regenerate and soon she took over from him again, riding him on her own. Neville had his hands free now and he decided to put them to good use. Massaging her clit made her moan and as he started to meet her thrust with one from his hips she even started to scream. This time, he knew, they would come together. As he felt her vaginal muscles clamp around him he let himself go and they both came in a mind-blowing orgasm.

It was daylight that woke him. He could never sleep with a light source near him. Feeling disorientated and still a little bit tired he didn’t immediately remember what happened last evening. Feeling the warm body next to him he turned his head and smiled at the sight that greeted him.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” she said before leaning in and kissing him.
“Good morning,” Neville replied smiling. “Care to go and find some breakfast?” he asked, hoping for a chance to be around her a little bit longer.
“Yeah, I’d like that,” she said nodding eagerly.

Leading her out of bed and into the kitchen Neville offered her a stool at the counter and went over to the stove to start on breakfast. When he sat down they bantered lightly until finally Neville’s curiosity got the better of him.
“So,” he asked, “what’s your name?”
“You go first,” she said not wanting to reveal her secret to soon.
“Neville! Neville Longbottom! Pleased to meet you and at your service,” he answered laughing and with a mock bow. “And yours?”
Taking a bite of his toast Neville waited for her answer and only as nothing came did he look up to see her sitting petrified on her stool.
“Neville Longbottom,” she asked faintly.
“Yes,” he answered, not knowing what could’ve shocked her so much.
“Well,” she said, “that’s interesting because my name happens to be Pansy Parkinson!”
Now it was his turn to be stunned.
“You’re kidding me, right,” was all he could say while his brain was still trying to digest this information.
“No! And I’m as sorry as you are for that,” she said with steel in her voice. “Well, I’ll better be going I guess.”
With this she stood and walked away from a still stunned Neville. He only came out of his stupor as he heard the front door falling close. Not knowing what to do, or even to think about this he just sat there for another hour until he decided it would be best to talk to someone about it. Walking to his fireplace he threw in some floopowder and called out loud “Harry Potter!”