Title: Heart of the House
Prompt: Paragraphs written below from the song "Head Over Feet" By Alanis Morissette.
Summary: Hannah and Neville's friendship is strong after the War. Will something more happen between the two of them?
A/N: I decided to put the series of Hannah and Neville's story in a multi-chaptered fic because there'll be like 35 chapters. Some will be drabbles and others will be longer ficlets. I'm not promising a quick update but I will finish it. I already have the last chapter written and published. It's called "Floral Tickling" (if you're too curious and can't wait...). This is supposed to be fun, romantic and fluffy. Hope you have fun reading it :)
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Heart of the House
Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
That's not lip service
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault
I really wish I could talk about this in person, I miss you like crazy and I need you here with me right now. Do you remember Neville? Neville Longbottom. I've told you about him in the last letters. Well, I think I'm falling for him... Yeah, I know what you're thinking. But this is totally different. It's not like before. This is certainly not another childish crush. Believe me.
You would love him. He's so sweet and caring. A total Gryffindor from head to toes. Such a brave man. He's not the same clueless, clumsy and insecure boy he used to be at Hogwarts. Not that I've talked to him much at school but everyone knew him and wondered why the Hat put him in that House.
Remember that I've told you about him during my seventh year? How he used to stand up against the Carrows and that he took the lead in the DA... I think that really changed him. The War, I mean. He was the only one that confronted You-Know-Who when all of us thought that Harry was dead. You could see the fire in his eyes, the intensity of his attack against that big snake... He stood up for Harry, for his friends; just like a Hufflepuff would.
I know it may sound like it, but I'm definitely not just saying this because I have feelings for him. I thought that for over a year before we became friends. I haven't talk to him much before that night at the Leaky Cauldron a few months after the Final Battle. We started talking and he showed me the real Neville. He's incredibly smart, eloquent, funny, adorably timid... he's amazing.
Ooh! I almost forgot to tell you. I think he was about to ask me out yesterday. He came by the bar and we start talking (as usual) when suddenly he looked me in the eyes and started mumbling incoherent things like "I... Hannah... Wanna... You... We... Dinner...". His face turned a deep shade of red and couldn't stop rubbing his hands over the counter.
Notice I've said ABOUT to ask me out. That means he didn't actually do it. He ended up muttering "Never mind. I'll be right back" and went straight to the bathroom. Maybe it's just my imagination, maybe my feelings for him are making me believe something I want to happen. However, next time, if he doesn't get the nerve to do it I'll be the one asking him out. It's 2002, girls can ask a man out. We have that right... But it would be wonderful if he does it.
I really miss you mum. Wish me luck with Nev! I'll keep you updated.
Hannah went to the piece of cement with her mother's name. It was freezing cold and snow was rapidly gathering around the gravestone. She bent over, putting the letter next to the headstone in that small box with the other letters she's written. After a flick of her wand the box was sealed again. A few minutes later Hannah felt a hand rest on her shoulder.
Are you ok?- he asks.
Yeah - she turns to him with a small simle on her face – I'm ready.
He puts an arm around her shoulders and starts walking her out of the cemetery after she whispered: "Bye Mum. Until next month."
Thanks for coming with me – she says to him with her right arm around his waist.
They walk under the snow in silence for a few minutes until he suddenly stops and turns to face her.
Hannah... I... I wanted to apologise about yesterday. I wanted to do this for a long time and never got the Gryffindor courage to do it. So.... so I'm just going to say it now before I chicken out again- his brown eyes fixed on her green ones- Would you... - he sighs- Would you like to... go out with me? Maybe... dinner perhaps? And not... not so much as... friends. Not that I don't like being your friend; but... I was thinking that... maybe we could... try?
Of course. I would love to go out with you Nev- a smile plastered in her face the whole time. I think I'll have to visit mum sooner than I expected...
A/N: I don't think that Hannah came back to Hogwarts during her seventh year but it fitted for this fic, so I made her, LOL. I didn't remember Hannah's mother being killed during HBP (I've only read that book once and I've lost a lot of details), but I researched a little and found out I didn't have to "kill" her mother for this chapter. Ok, that didn't sound so bad in my head. Anyway! I'll really appreciate if you leave me a piece of your mind ;)