Drabble: Marry, Shag, or Push off a Cliff
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alisanneTitle: Marry, Shag, or Push off a Cliff
Author:![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
alisanne
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Bill Weasley
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: PG
Warnings: scary!Minerva and Pomona.
Beta:sevfan
Challenge: Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
neville100's prompt #56: Evolve
Disclaimer:The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: Minerva and Pomona play a game.
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Marry, Shag, or Push off a Cliff
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“Bill Weasley,” Minerva murmured appreciatively.
“Definitely,” Pomona agreed, taking a sip of plum wine. “Although that’s no surprise. He was always an attractive young man.”
“True.” Minerva pursed her lips. “The evolution of his partner was a surprise, however.”
Pomona smiled. “Oh, I don’t know. Neville may not have been suave or a Quidditch star, but he always had a quiet courage.”
“Not so quiet now.”
Pomona lifted her goblet in acknowledgement. “Oh to be a fly on the wall in their quarters,” she purred.
Minerva sniggered. “Indeed. So, who else would you shag?”
Pomona giggled. She loved this game.
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“They’re staring again,” Neville whispered. “Don’t look!”
Bill, of course, did, then waved at Minerva and Pomona. “I wonder why they do that?” he muttered.
Neville shook his head. “No idea. Sometimes, the way they look at us...” He sighed. “What do you think they talk about?”
Bill shrugged. “No idea. Could be anything from quilting to evolution, I suppose.”
“Let’s go back to the room,” Neville said. “They’re making me uncomfortable.”
As they passed the elder professors, both women began giggling. Bill sighed, hurrying Neville past. “Something tells me we don’t want to know what they discuss,” he grunted.
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Author:
alisannePairing: Neville Longbottom/Bill Weasley
Word Count: 100 x 2
Rating: PG
Warnings: scary!Minerva and Pomona.
Beta:
sevfanChallenge: Written for
neville100's prompt #56: EvolveDisclaimer:The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
A/N: Minerva and Pomona play a game.
~
Marry, Shag, or Push off a Cliff
~
“Bill Weasley,” Minerva murmured appreciatively.
“Definitely,” Pomona agreed, taking a sip of plum wine. “Although that’s no surprise. He was always an attractive young man.”
“True.” Minerva pursed her lips. “The evolution of his partner was a surprise, however.”
Pomona smiled. “Oh, I don’t know. Neville may not have been suave or a Quidditch star, but he always had a quiet courage.”
“Not so quiet now.”
Pomona lifted her goblet in acknowledgement. “Oh to be a fly on the wall in their quarters,” she purred.
Minerva sniggered. “Indeed. So, who else would you shag?”
Pomona giggled. She loved this game.
~
“They’re staring again,” Neville whispered. “Don’t look!”
Bill, of course, did, then waved at Minerva and Pomona. “I wonder why they do that?” he muttered.
Neville shook his head. “No idea. Sometimes, the way they look at us...” He sighed. “What do you think they talk about?”
Bill shrugged. “No idea. Could be anything from quilting to evolution, I suppose.”
“Let’s go back to the room,” Neville said. “They’re making me uncomfortable.”
As they passed the elder professors, both women began giggling. Bill sighed, hurrying Neville past. “Something tells me we don’t want to know what they discuss,” he grunted.
~
