Through All the Pain // N. Longbottom

Sixth Year // Chapter 16

It was the day of our Quidditch Match against Hufflepuff, and with Ron still out of commission ... McLaggen had been filling in for Ron as Keeper which made practices almost unbearable. McLaggen was under the impression that just because he was in the seventh year, he was able to boss the team around when it was really only supposed to be Harry and Ginny doing the bossing around.

"McLaggen! If you tell me how to catch the Quaffle one more time you'll find my broomstick so far up your arse you won't have time get it out before we hit the pitch." I snapped at him.

"Whoa, someone's feisty this morning," he commented all smugly. "How about we put that spice in your step to good use?" He started to approach me while adjusting his quidditch pants. I kicked up my boot, pulled out my wand, and pressed it into his neck. 

"Back away, now," I growled. "Or we'll be scrambling to find another Keeper." Cormac took the hint and backed off with his hands raised into the air. Finally, Harry walked into the changing room and got us all organized. McLaggen tried to tell Coote and Peakes what to do but this time, Harry lost his cool.

"I'm the Captain, McLaggen, so shut the fuck up and stop giving them instructions. You're only job is to block the fucking Quaffle. Now get you to the goalposts, NOW!" Harry bellowed. Cormac just sneered and flew off to the goalposts. The game was starting and instead of Smith commentating since he was playing, it was Luna Lovegood!

I smiled down at her as she tried her absolute best to commentate. However, I quickly focused back on the game as McLaggen tried to explain something to Ginny, allowing Hufflepuff to make a goal.

"McLaggen, will you pay some fucking attention to your position?" I shouted, but it got covered up by Harry's loud bellow.

"McLaggen, pay attention to what you're supposed to be doing and leave everyone else alone!"

"You're not setting a great example!" McLaggen shouted back, red-faced and furious.

"And Harry Potter's now having a row with his Keeper," said Luna serenely, while some cheering came from the stands. "I don't think that'll help him find the Snitch, but maybe it's a clever ruse ..." I glanced down to see McGonagall shaking her head back and forth at Luna's commentary and just heard Harry swearing as he flew off into the air. 

We happened to make a few goals into the Hufflepuff hoops before they made another goal past McLaggen. I groaned as McGonagall's harsh voice shouted out the current score.

"Oh, look! The Gryffindor Keeper's got hold of one of the Beater's bats." Luna's voice came. I turned to see McLaggen had pulled Peakes's bat and was showing him how to hit a Bludger at the oncoming Huflepuff played, Cadwallader.

"Will you give him back his bat and get back to the goalposts!" roared Harry, pelting towards McLaggen just as he took a ferocious swipe at the Bludger and shooting it not at Cadwallader, but right at Harry. 

CRACK! 

The Bludger smacked Harry right on the left side of his skull, knocking him out instantly. I dove underneath him and along with Ginny, we kept him from falling onto the hard grass. His crimson blood was gushing out of his cracked skull, and once he was on the ground and Pomfrey tending to his wound. I flew up to McLaggen. 

"You'd better stay the fuck away from me after the match or you'll find yourself in the Hospital wing laying next to Harry!" I shouted at him, McLaggen just waved off my threat and continued to play badly. Finally, Smith caught the Snitch winning the game for them. 

"Final score, three hundred and twenty to sixty." Luna's voice said dreamily. I landed and stormed into the changing room and changed out of my Quidditch uniform but kept my hair up in a ponytail, as I waited for McLaggen to appear in the room. That's when Ginny entered all huffily and slammed her broom down. 

"I swear the only decent men on this planet as Harry and Neville!" she shouted kicking her locker causing a photo of her and Dean to fall out of it. She quickly picked it up and tore it to bits.

"Okay, what happened?" I asked sitting down beside her.

"Dean had the audacity to laugh at what McLaggen had done out there. You should have heard him out there, 'Good going, McLaggen. That was hilarious!' and all the other bullshit men do." Ginny ranted. "Oh, I swear next time I see Dean, and he tries to talk to me, I am going to lose my cool with him so badly, I may get suspended!" 

"Well, then I'll join you because I have a certain seventh year to introduce to my trusted friends," I said, "Ginny, meet Gerald, and Monty," I said lifting up my wand and my broom.

"Nice to meet you, both," Ginny said with a laugh. "Wanna go introduce them to McLaggen now?" 

"Nah, I'd rather let him think he's safe than attack him when he least expects it."

"Good thinking." 

"I know." 

***

"How's Harry?" Neville asked as we sat in my dorm room on my bed. Neville was messing with my hair, while I was attempting to finish my Herbology essay due tomorrow. 

"Pomfrey said he will be okay, and according to Ron, he woke up earlier. Which is a very good sign." I said scribbling a few more words onto the end of my essay. "There! The essay is done, and now," I shoved the cork on my inkwell and placed it on top of my trunk with my essay. I then flipped over and cuddled up beside Neville, "Now, I'm able to feel better."

"I love you, Lori," Neville said placing a kiss on my forehead.

"I know," I said pulling him down into a small kiss, which turned into a full-on snog fest. I quickly locked the door to my door and sat up, not breaking contact with Neville. I got on top of him and he fell back onto my bedsheets. Before I knew it, Neville and I were shirtless and snogging on my bed. That's when I pulled back and looked at him with loving eyes. 

"What is it, love?" he asked, taking a deep breath.

"Are you wanting to do this, Nevy?" I said glancing at his chest, while he did the same with me. 

"Only if you are," Neville responded tucking some hair behind my ear. I just leaned back down and kissed him again.

"Does that answer your question?" Neville nodded and well ... you can probably guess what happened next. 

(A/N: Things got a little spicy here, so I just have one question for you my readers. Do you want some minor/major smut to be included as they grow in age? I'm not too comfortable with full-on smut until they are adults, but I can slowly start adding some PG-13 content if you guys would like. PLEASE let me know what you want!!)