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The Professor, Part 27

Title: The Professor, Part 27
Author/Artist: [personal profile] digthewriter
Character(s): Neville, Theo, Charlie
Rating: PG-13
Warning(s): 8th year. EWE.
Challenge(s): I. For [info]neville100 Prompt 383: Vision & Prompt 384: Serendipity and II. JMDC Challenge fill for JUNE 2018
Word count: 100X5
Author's notes: Unbetaed. Continuation of the Professor series.


Neville felt movement around him before he opened his eyes to look. He’d no idea when he’d fallen asleep. The last thing he remembered was Theo walking out and Charlie comforting him.

It should have been Neville comforting Charlie…that’s what he’d wanted to do, anyway.

“You’re back,” Charlie said softly, getting out of bed and Neville’s eyes went from Theo to Charlie and then back.

“Yes. Sorry I left so abruptly. That was rude, it’s just—”

“You told your best friend about us, because you needed to speak to someone. And you didn’t wish to seem too involved so you chalked it off to us just being a fling. Because, that’s how eighteen year old boys are. I can understand that. I can understand you were trying to be cool.” Charlie closed the distance between them and pulled Theo in for a hug.

Neville was happy with this vision of them. Charlie understood Theo, Neville knew that now. He understood both of them. That’s why they worked so well. He might have been disappointed when Malfoy had blurted out what Theo’d confided. But he also understood it, after all. He was the voice of reason.

Even if they didn’t listen to him much.

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They were back at Hogwarts, and it was strange to see their friends again. At least the ones who had walked in on them at Charlie’s flat.

“He was missing family events because of us,” Theo said to Neville, when they were alone by the lake.

When they were alone, they rarely used Charlie’s name in conversation for the fear of being overheard. When they were alone in bed, they’d place silencing charms before getting off together fantasising about their professor.

Even now, Theo was being careful.

Neville thought about how much he’d miss Theo when he’d join the training camps for the DMLE; he’d be gone for months. If luck would have it, Neville would be accepted in the Environmental Sciences department at the Ministry as an intern, and then, he’d be able to see Theo once in a while.

The Aurors-in-training often had to do many lessons with plants, potions, and the environment. It would be kind of a serendipity, but they wouldn’t be together all the time anymore. They’d have to carve out weekends to see Charlie.

Still, he knew things would eventually settle down. Things would eventually get easier.

“He wants to be with us,” Neville replied to Theo.

“But for how long?”

Neville shrugged. “We’ll have to ask him.”

“I still terrible for the way I acted,” Theo said. “I don’t know if he’ll want me—”

“He will,” Neville assured him. “And since when did you start becoming so negative and insecure?” he teased.

Theo pulled on some grass and threw it at Neville. “Ever since I’ve only started to fuck a pair of Gryffindors exclusively.” He laughed, and Neville was glad things were becoming normal again. “You’re both so sexy, it’d make anyone nervous. Even the child of Death Eaters.”


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