Halt

Title: Halt
Author: cate (absolutcate @ gmail.com)
Pairing: Harry Potter/Neville Longbottom
Summary: Some days, you just can\'t get a moment\'s peace.
Challenge #90. Harry and Neville keep getting interrupted just as things are getting interesting. By the fifth interruption, they\'re both desperately horny and just drag the interruptor (identity up to author) in (figurative or literal) bed with them. Written for the Woobies of Destiny Fuh-Q Fest.
Warnings: Slash, beastiality
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters and concepts are copyrighted by JKR and Warner Bros, and various other copyright holders. This story is for non-profit, entertainment purposes only; no infringement intended.


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Neville let out a squeak as he was tugged away from his other classmates and into a shady alcove of the corridor.

\"Nev, ssh. It\'s me.\"

Blinking, Neville said, \"Harry? What are you doing?\"

\"I just wanted a few minutes, is all. Just us.\"

Neville didn\'t protest as he was gently tugged closer to the other boy. He new Harry liked him, in a special way that Harry didn\'t like Ron or Seamus, or any girls, for that matter, and if he\'d been pressed to answer, Neville would have said that yes, he liked Harry too, very much so.

He didn\'t pull away, either, when Harry kissed him. The kiss was short, but soon followed by others, and though Neville hadn\'t ever been kissed before, nothing felt awkward. Shyness was quickly overpassed, and Neville put his hands on Harry\'s shoulders, sliding them around the other boy\'s slender frame.

When a tongue swiped across his lips, seeking entrance, Neville felt the familiar swirl in his belly that always accompanied the swelling of his penis, and gasped. He held Harry closer, pressing himself against a firm thigh, and let the kiss continue. He started to feel very warm, and if the sweat on Harry\'s brow was any indication, so was Harry.

\"Harry,\" Neville whispered, reluctant to stop. \"Someone will see us...\"

\"Someone has seen you, Mr Longbottom.\"

Both boys jumped, moving apart from each other, looking up into the menacing face of Professor Snape.

\"Really, Mr Potter. Do you go out of your way to be abnormal in all things? Fifteen points from Gryffindor. Get to lunch.\"

\"Erm, sorry,\" Harry said to Neville, as their Potions master stalked down the hall.

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\"Neville! Hey Nev, over here!\"

Neville looked around the corner of the greenhouse, for the source of the voice hissing his name.

\"Harry? Is that you?\" He squawked as he was tugged behind a rather large bush.

\"We have some time before lunch...\"

\"I don\'t think this is such a good idea, Harry...\"

Harry quieted the other boy with a kiss. \"C\'mon. Everyone\'s left, even Professor Sprout. It won\'t take long. We can just wank each other.\"

Neville gave in, rather quickly. \"Okay.\" It was his turn to press a kiss to Harry\'s lips, and as he did, he tugged up Harry\'s robes and fumbled for the buckle of the belt that he knew was holding up Harry\'s trousers.

Harry\'s much more agile fingers made quick work of Neville\'s zip and were already stroking flesh into hardness before Neville managed to get a hand into Harry\'s pants.

Between their heavy breathing and barely stifled moans, it was no suprised that they hadn\'t heard someone come around the corner.

\"Professor Sprout!\" the third year student shrieked, looking over her shoulder for the teacher. \"Professor Sprout, I was on my way back from Care of Magical Creatures, and I heard them! Professor, there are boys! And they\'re kissing!\"

Harry and Neville both managed, just barely, to get various bits tucked away before the Herbology teacher saw them. \"Really, now! I\'m shocked, at the both of you! Never would have thought... Mr Potter... And you, Mr Longbottom! Surely you know better! Five points from your house. On your way now! Shoo!\"

Neville tried really hard to refrain from saying \"I told you so.\"
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\"Harry, I don\'t think -\"

Harry\'s hand didn\'t stop in its path to Neville\'s lap. \"Don\'t think what, Neville? You can keep quiet, can\'t you?\"

Swallowing hard, Neville nodded. He put his elbow on the table, propped his cheek on his fist, and pretended to read his textbook. His lip was sucked into his mouth as short fingers found the zipper to his trousers, and ever so slowly pulled it down.

\"If we get caught, we\'ll be in trouble!\" Neville hissed, though not moving to stop the Seeker\'s fingers.

Harry\'s face betrayed no emotion. \"We won\'t get caught, Nev, unless you make too much noise.\"

A breath escaped Neville\'s lips, and he looked around to make sure no one was around. He squeezed his eyes shut as he felt flesh on his own. \"That... feels really good, Harry...\"

Within several moments, Neville was fighting to keep his breathing light and regular, and to not make any sounds at all. One of his hands crept down to cover Harry\'s, which was still firmly stroking. A gasp excaped.

\"Are you feeling okay, Neville? You look flushed.\"

Both boys stilled. Neville\'s head snapped up. \"Hermione! Er... yes, I\'m fine! Um...\"

She gave the boys a look - Neville, face pink and slightly out of breath, and Harry, fists on either side of his face, looking down at his own book. She shook her head and walked away.

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Neville stirred as he felt his bed shake - he\'d nearly been asleep. Blinking his eyes opened, he looked through the dark for the intruder.

\"Harry?\" His voice was thick from almost-sleep. \"\'zat you?\"

He heard a murmured spell - definitely Harry\'s voice - and then the area within his bed curtains was lit with a soft lumos.

\"What are you doing here?\"

Harry kissed him before he answered. \"This is probably the only time when we\'d not be interrupted.\" He slipped under the covers, next to Neville, before snuggling in close. \"I cast a silencing charm, so no one will hear us.\" His hand delved into Neville\'s pyjamas, and pants, and fingers wrapped around the softness there.

Neville gasped. \"Let me touch you too, Harry... you always touch me...\" Fumbling fingers removed clothing until both boys were naked. The blankets had been pushed to the end of the bed.

Tongues roamed pale flesh; salty sweat was licked away, making skin feel cool as saliva dried; bitter pre-come was laved away as mouths searched for more; one tongue found its way to a puckered bit of flesh, licking around before pushing its way inside a tight ring of muscle.

\"HARRY! You... !\"

Harry broadly licked across the opening again. \"Am I moving too fast, Neville? You\'ll tell me if I am, right?\"

Neville was panting almost too hard to answer. \"No... not too fast... but... you... isn\'t that gross?\"

The tongue invaded him again in reply. When Harry\'s hand began stroking his erection, Neville thought he\'d come for sure, but just before he could, Harry stopped again.

Crawling up and pressing his body along the other boy\'s, Harry whispered, \"Neville... I want to be inside you. I want to feel you around me... is that too far? Can I do that, to you? Can we do this?\" Soft kisses to lips, cheeks, and jaw punctuated his words.

\"Yes,\" Neville breathed. \"I mean... no...it\'s not too far. Yes, I want that, too. Please, Harry...\"

Harry tapped Neville\'s bum with his want, murmuring a lubrication spell, and smiled when Neville gasped again. \"Put your legs over my shoulders... just like that. Good...\"

He positioned himself, the head of his cock just barely pressing against Neville, and they were both flooded with light from the dorm room.

\"Hey Neville,\" blurted Ron, \"have you seen Harry - Oh. Hi Harry. Er, sorry.\" The curtains were released, ensconcing the boys once more.

With a sigh, Harry pulled on his pants before going back to his own bed.

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Exams for the year were over, and the students had a few days to themselves to enjoy before results were posted. Many students, third-years and up, went to Hogsmeade for sweets and butterbeer, or to buy jokes to play on their siblings once home. Few, like Hermione, spent a day in review to make sure they got everything right on their exams, or to look up answers to questions they knew they\'d got wrong.

Lots of students, though, remained at the castle, enjoying the fresh air outside, the bright sun, the warm breeze, before going home for the summer holidays. Many decided to enjoy the cool, clear water of the lake.

\"I\'ll race you!\" shouted Harry, before jumping into the water, leaving a somewhat bewildered Neville behind. Harry had stripped down to his pants in the blink of an eye, leaving his robes in a pile on the grass.

Before Harry swam out of Neville\'s sight, Neville shed his own clothing, looking around to make sure no one was watching. Taking a deep breath, he jumped into the lake after Harry.

\"HARRY! This water\'s bloody freezing!\"

Harry sounded far away in his response. \"Hurry up, Nev!\"

It didn\'t take too long for Neville to find the other boy, following the sound of Harry\'s splashes, and when he finally reached his destination, he took a bit of time to take in his surroundings.

\"Wow, Harry... how\'d you find this place?\" There were tall trees and many lush bushes around the edge of the lake, secluding the area from prying eyes.

\"I saw it when I was out walking one day.\" Harry swam up behind Neville, wrapping his arms around Neville\'s middle, and navigated them both closer to shore, where there feet touched the sandy floor of the lake.

\"I don\'t think I\'m going to get to leave the Dursley\'s this summer...\" He pressed his lips to the soft spot, just behind Neville\'s ear, and toyed with the elastic band of Neville\'s pants. \"And we keep getting interrupted... so I thought we\'d be able to steal enough time here... before the summer holidays...

Neville was already beginning to feel that swirl in his belly. \"Harry... I want this, too. I don\'t want to wait.\" He turned in Harry\'s arms and pressed a warm kiss to the other boy. \"I want this. You, before we go.\"

Both of them were already hard, and Harry was careful in pulling wet cotton away from wet skin, below the surface of the water, and pushing it to the ground. He stepped on both pairs of underpants with his foot, too keep them from floating away, and lifted Neville, weightless in the water, guiding the boy\'s legs around his hips.

Neville moaned, wrapping his legs around Harry tightly, his prick rubbing against Harry\'s belly, which was flatter and firmer than his own. He brought both hands up to frame Harry\'s face, kissing his soon to be lover warmly.

It took him a few moments to realize that something that was tickling his arse was not Harry, as one of Harry\'s hands was between his legs, and the other on his hip, holding him up.

Whatever it was, most certainly didn\'t feel like Harry\'s prick.

\"Harry, there\'s something in the water...\"

\"What do you mean?\"

Neville pulled back a bit. \"There\'s something in the water! It touched my bum!\"

Harry cursed. \"Why are we *always* interrupted? There\'s got to be somewhere we can go, to be alone - oh... oohh....\" Harry\'s eyes slid closed, mouth slack. Another moan escaped.

\"I... I think it\'s... it\'s the squid...\"

\"Squid?\" Neville squeaked. \"Let\'s get out, quick...\"

Harry wrapped both arms around Neville, holding him tight. \"No... We\'re always interrupted. It... it can\'t hurt, right? It\'ll be fun.\" Harry slapped the tentacle away from his cock, and shifted Neville so that the head of his prick pressed against the delicate pucker of flesh. \"Are you ready?\"

\"But you didn\'t -\" The rest of Neville\'s words were sucked in by a sharp gasp as he was penetrated. He clung to Harry tightly, eyes clenched shut in pain, but it passed, and Harry was in him. \"Oh...\"

His lips were crushed in a demanding kiss; more sounds erupted from his throat as Harry began to move. Neville threw his head back, giving Harry access to lick, nip, and suck at his throat.

Then, just as quickly as Harry had breached the tight ring of muscle in Neville, Harry felt something push its way into his own arse, nearly causing him to sink to his knees.

\"Oh, Merlin... Nev, it\'s in me...\"

Neville giggled. \"I know, it\'s tickling my FOOT! Ah! It\'s... oh my...!\"

Neither managed another word as the squid of the lake thrust a tentacle in and out of Harry, wrapped one around Neville\'s cock and stroked, and held the two upright as they fucked. The air was rent with their moans and cries of ecstacy and the sounds of water splashing around them.

Too soon it was all over, and Harry was surprised to find himself lying in the water where it was so shallow that most of him was above the surface.

Neville rolled, putting his head on Harry\'s shoulder. \"Wow...\"

\"Yeah...\"

\"That was different...\"

\"You\'re telling me...\"

Neville pressed his lips to the underside of Harry\'s chin. \"Are you okay?\"

Harry nodded, looking down at Neville. \"Yeah. You?\"

He got a brilliant smile in response.

Perhaps next time, they\'d try it without the squid.

the end