12.0pt\'>A/N: YI juI just
rechecked. They aren’t mine.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Period.
Don’t sue me. I’m poor. End of
Note. Thanks for hanging out.
What The Brothers Didn’t See
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style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “We need to get out of here,”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Neville whispers in Ginny’s ear.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “We can’t leave the Yule Ball,”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Ginny giggles.yes\"> “We’ve only been here 20 minutes.yes\"> I think someone might notice.
I do have four brothers here tonight, you know.”
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Trust me, the way the twins keep looking
at me, they won’t let me forget that.”
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “They are so annoying,”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Ginny whines.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Maybe we should give them a show,”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Neville teases, wiggling his eyebrows at
her.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “I don’t think you’d live, love,”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Ginny says while rolling her eyes at the
look Percy is shooting Neville.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Neville pulls Ginny’s body closer to his as
the song comes to an end. time away from overprotective eyes, yes?”
Ginny nods slowly. “Meet me back
at the common room?” He asks shyly,
hopefully.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “I always thought that you were the shy
one.” Ginny says giving him a look.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “How do you think that I got past your
brothers?” Neville jokes.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">
“Please meet me
there,” She looks at him, his eyes
large and brimming with hope.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “You are so bad,”yes\"> Ginny says, looking at this boy who had been overlooked so many
times before, this handsome boy with dark hair and clear brown eyes.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Those eyes filled with lust for her.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Ginny Weasley.yes\"> Hen>Her brothers had formed a protective bubble of intimidation
around her, her entire life. Now, here
is Neville, who wanted her and her alone.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> She leans in to lick at his earlobe.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> “Don’t make me wait too long, Mr.
Longbottom,” she whispers, making him instantly hard.yes\"> She smiles, basking in the power she feels for the first time.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> She bites her lip, turns around and walks
away. As Neville watches her body move
away from him, he feels his knees go weak when she looks over her shoulder and
gives him a smile.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> She wants me,style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Neville thinks to himself, getting
giddy. She pauses to put a hand on
Ron’s shoulder.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “I’m going to go back up to the common
room. I don’t feel well,”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Ginny says.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Are you ok?”yes\"> Ron asks.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Oh, yeah.
I think it must haven son something Fred and George gave me earlier.”
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Ron nods with understanding.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> “It probably was meant for Neville.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> I can’t believe you are here with him.”
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Ginnyots ots him a look she’s seen her
mother give all siblings at least once a day.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Ron smiles at her evilly.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> “At least I don’t have to worry about you
sneaking off to a classroom with him or anything.yes\"> It is Neville, after all.”
Ron laughs, and Harry sits down just in time to smirk along with Ron’s
ringing laughter.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Yes, and who is sitting here with their
dates are off with other people while you two stare at Hermione, drooling all
night like a pair of silly gits?” Ginny
says icily. “Good night.”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> She says, turning on her heels and walking
out the massive doors of GreaGreat Hall.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Neville’s hear begins to return too
normal. Merlin, what is that girl
trying to do, off me? He shakes his
head and waits a few moments before he heads on over to the pair sitting on the
sidelines blinbling about Hermione’s fraternization with the enemy.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Merlin, he thinks, How does
Hermione put up with them day after day?
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Um, where are your dates?”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Neville asks.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Harry looks up at Neville with a pained
look on his face.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “I think they went off to dance with those
blokes from Bellebatons,” Dean says
helpfully. Ron shoots him a look as
Dean grabs two drinks and heads back toward his date.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Un, did Ginny say she was feeling
alright?” Neville asks.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “She’s sick.yes\"> Something the twins gave her I think,”yes\"> Ron says, eyes fixed on Hermione, who was trying to make Krum say
her name properly.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “I’m, um, I’ll go make sure that she’s
okay. I just wish she’d have said
something,” Neville says, looking at his
feet, fingers crossed in his robes at the fib he is telling.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Sorry, mate,” Harry says.
“Yeah,
you know. Girls are mad,” Ron
commiserates.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Um, yeah, well, I’m going to go,” Neville
says, walking towards the door, smiling at the evening.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> He is walking down the hallway, thinking of
all the things he would do to Ginny’s perfect body, working himself into a
raging hard-on all the while. He is so
distracted that he never sees the hand that snakes out and pulls him behind the
painting.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “What the. . .”yes\"> Neville starts, words muffled by a hand and a frantic hiss.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\">
“Shhh.”
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> He breathes in deep, trying to figure out
the best way to escape, when the scent hits him; fresh skin and pumpkin
juice. Ginny.yes\"> He relaxes, and she lets him go.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> She moves to the crack in the door to look
out. He stands above her, trying to
see.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Damn mudblood.yes\"> Who says that she can show up here looking like an orgasm in
heels? Who the fuck does she think she
is?” Draco Malfoy says as he is sulking
up the hall. He looks around to see if
anyone is around. He looks right at
them. Neville draws in a breath.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Eyes wide, he looks down at Ginny.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> “Concealment Charm,” she mouths.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Satisfied that he is alone, Draco draws his
wand. “Accio armor.”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> The suit of armor moves toe Dre Draco from
anyone coming down the hall. It does
not, however, do anything to impede the view of the two in the room right
across from him.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Draco backs up against the wall, shrugging
out of his robes, standing there in a clean white shirt and coal black
slacks. Still cursing everything from
Hermione’s blood to her choice of dates, he unbuckles his trousers, freeing his
painfully stiff cock, and begins to stroke himself.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Ginny kneels on the cold stone floor, hand
covering her mouth. She can’t believe
what she is seeing. She is instantly
embarrassed, yet she is unable to look away.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> They are trapped.yes\"> If they move, they risk getting caught.yes\"> Just the thought of getting caught in this room with Neville and
trying to explain how they both came to be watching Draco, urm, help himself is
making Ginny’s heart beat faster.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Neville has to smile.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Watching Ginny’s reaction to Draco is better
than any spell.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Who knew Malfoy would be helping me
tonight? Neville smiles to himself and
reaches down to stroke the skin on the back of Ginny’s neck, teasing the flesh,
trailing touches across her collarbone and to the top of the swell of her
breasts, enough to arouse her but not enough to earn him a slap.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He hears her breath become labored at the
touches.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> The dual sensation of watching Draco moan
the name of her best friend while stroking himself and Neville playing with her
neck was nearly too much. Malfoy’s head
is slumped back; his body slumped against the stone wall.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He moans slightly with each stroke.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> Ginny had never before noticed how beautiful
Draco was. Yes, he is a miserable git,
but with his hair loose and his body gleaming with sweat, she could almost
convince herself that maybe he wasn’t so bad.
She knew that this wasn’t true from the string of curses earlier.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> They watch as Draco comes, white liquid
bubbling into his palm, and watch still as he cleans himself up and
redresses. Pulling up to full height,
they watch as Malfoy fixes a sneer as his expression and walks off down the
hall.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> Neville crouches down behind the redhead to
whisper in her ear, taking in her scent as she does so.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> It thrills him to look down at her nestled
in between his thighs.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> “Ginny, we have to go now.”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He watches her body shiver from his breath
on her ear.
style=\'mso-tab-count:1\'> He stands and helps her off the floor.style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> “Lets go back to the Common Room.”style=\"mso-spacerun: yes\"> He says, as she shakes her head no.
