Title: Stories
By: mandy-jg
Rating: G
Summary: He wasn't reading from a book, choosing this one from memory.
Pairing: Neville/Hermione
A/N: It's fluffy, and short (300words). For the Second Challenge at rarepairshorts. And because I've wanted to do Neville/Hermione for the longest time.


"It was a dark and stormy night," Hermione could feel her eyes rolling as he started the story to their youngest child. He wasn't reading from a book, choosing this one from memory. Embellishing here and there, and completely foregoing several important details along the way.

She was enthralled though, taking in every word as if it was the most wonderful thing in the world. Her little smile matched with the one on his face as he recounted the tale of his first real adventure at Hogwarts, his encounter with the three-headed dog. "...I stood there, taking out my wand, and I told him..."

Hermione cleared her throat in the doorway, he turned to her, and grinned. "What did you say dear? I really can't remember anything you said that day."

"Well obviously you didn't pay much attention back then love," Neville winked at her before returning his attention back to his daughter.

"What did you say daddy?"

He paused as he opened his mouth, before turning back to Hermione, "What did I say love?"

"As I remember it, you didn't say a word," his smile faltered a little as she walked over, sitting beside him on the bed. "But you held that wand, and you looked at him so fiercely that he sat back down immediately. You scared him."

"He did?" Allie whispered, a large smile on her face.

"Yeah, your daddy was very brave, he always was. Most of the time when he didn't even realise it," Hermione smiled, her head resting on his shoulder, whispering so only he would hear. "And he doesn't need to make up stories to prove it, we all know that."