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HannahLongbottom 08-05-2009 12:26 AM

100 Drabbles for Neville and Hannah by HannahLongbottom - Sa13+
 
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Ok so here we go again, this time for Neville and Hannah! If you want to challenge me to a word, pm me.

Of course, I own nothing you recognise, that all belongs to that fabulous J K Rowling. Direct quotes are sited below the individual drabble


1. Herbology 2. Muggle Studies 3. Transfiguration
4. Ancient Runes 5. Astronomy 6. Divination
7. Care of Magical Creatures8. Potions
9. Defence Against the Dark Arts 10. Arithmancy
11. History of Magic 12. Charms
13. Quidditch 14. Hogwarts, A History 15. Room 16. Dragonhide gloves
17. Cauldron 18. Whomping Willow19. Wand 20. Hogsmeade 21. Veela
22. Kneazle
23. Telescope 24. House elf25. Sorting Hat 26. Quill 27. Owl 28. Timeturner
29. Pensieve
30. Feast 31. Dress robes32. Common room
33. Classroom 34. Parseltongue
35. Pureblood
36. Muggle
37. Animagus
38. Patronus
39. Duel 40. Spell 41. Thestrals 42. Portraits 43. Headmaster
44. Ford Anglia
45. torch 46. Dungeon 47. Portkey
48. Leprechaun 49. Yule Ball 50. Boggart 51. Act
52. Bore
53. Chase 54. Dare 55. Egg on 56. Fight 57. Gape 58. Hoot59. Ignore 60. Joke 61. Kiss
62. Lope 63. Mooch 64. Nap 65. Ooze
66. Pace 67. Quell 68. Roar
69. Slap
70. Teem 71. Untie 72. Vex
73. Warn
74. Extinguish 75. Yodel
76. Zap 77. Cheerful 78. author's choice : Lexi79. author's choice: Tangy 80. author's choice : castle 81. Depression
82. Careful 83. Fearful 84. Angry
85. Snappish 86. Daring 87. Plaid 88. sweet tooth 89. Past 90. Present 91. Future 92. Chocolate 93. Chicken94. Allergic 95. Snowball 96. Socks 97. Dictionary 98. Pyjamas 99. Newspaper100. Homework



Feeling Sorry For Him.
93. Chicken

“Pass the chicken please Hannah.”

Ernie was talking to her, but she wasn’t really listening. She was watching the Gryffindor table where Neville was eating alone. She felt sorry for him, he looked quite miserable. None of the other Gryffindors were talking to Neville but it wasn’t really his fault. Sirius Black had broken in to the Gryffindor tower using Neville’s list of passwords.

“Hannah, pass the chicken.”

Neville was leaving his dinner half finished, his glum expression serving as an explanation.

“Well if you’re not going to pass me the chicken, I’ll get it myself!” Ernie leaned across her and grabbed the platter.

HannahLongbottom 08-05-2009 01:38 PM

The Sorting Ceremony.
25. Sorting Hat

“Abbott, Hannah!”

Neville watched the girl with blonde hair make her way to the stool where the Sorting Hat sat. He was very glad that he didn’t have to go first; it was bad enough that everyone was watching.

“HUFFLEPUFF!”

She looked nice, if he was sorted into Hufflepuff he’d have someone to sit next to…

“Longbottom, Neville!”

Neville sat on the stool and heard the voice of the sorting hat in his ear.

“Hmm, interesting. You’re loyal and chivalrous. There’s ability there too, nerve and daring if you search deep and believe in yourself. Interesting. Only one place for you. GRYFFINDOR!”



HannahLongbottom 08-06-2009 08:07 AM

Tea and Sympathy.
94. Allergic

After five nights of suffering due to her husband’s restless sleep, it was time for action. Hannah couldn’t take any more tossing and turning, throwing off the bedclothes or muttering about sheep.

“Here, drink this, it’ll help.”

Neville drank the tea quickly, without question.

An hour later, as they were getting ready for bed, Neville got a shock when he looked in the bathroom mirror. His face had gone bright red.

“Hannah? What did you put in my tea?”

“Valerian, why?”

“I’m allergic to valerian”

Hannah ran into the bathroom, horror struck.

“A trip to St. Mungo’s it is then.”

HannahLongbottom 08-06-2009 08:30 AM

Avoidance.
18. Whomping Willow

Hannah watched as the boy with sandy blond hair walked back to the castle, staying clear of the gang of Slytherins. He was walking, rather unfortunately, straight into the path of the Whomping Willow. Hannah held her breath, willing him to realise his mistake. She shouted;

“Neville, watch out!” but it was too late. One of the Willow’s branches caught him square in the chest, knocking him off his feet. He lay there, winded, as the Slytherins howled with laughter.

Hannah ran across to where he lay and helped him to his feet.

“Are you okay?”

He blushed. “I will be.”



HannahLongbottom 08-06-2009 09:05 AM

Headless…
6. Divination

In the stifling Divination classroom, Seamus looked into the crystal ball, trying to See into Neville’s future.

“All I can see is Hannah Abbott.”

Dean collapsed into a fit of almost silent giggles. “Are you sure that’s not just her reflection?”

Neville frowned. “Have another go. You might see something else.”

Seamus concentrated. “Hang on, there’s something shiny, something silver…”

“Like a ring? Or a goblet? Or a photo frame?”

“…and a headless chicken.”

“A headless chicken?

Dean lost control of himself and laughed so hard he fell off his chair.

“I think your inner eye might need glasses mate!”


HannahLongbottom 08-06-2009 10:28 AM

I Feel Like A Mouse When You’re Gone…
26. Quill (Inspired by Kettle’s On by The Feeling. I have no clue who the girl in the video is.)

Hannah had been at Susan’s for three days. Without her, the flat felt empty and so did Neville. The argument had been so horrible, he didn’t understand why it had happened, why she had been so angry. He just needed her to come home.

Neville picked up his quill.

Dear Hannah,

Please come home. I’m not really sure what I did, but I’m sorry.

The kettle’s always on, we could have a cup of tea and talk about it.

I love you,

Neville


He tied the letter to a yellow rose and sent it to her, hoping that she would forgive him.


HannahLongbottom 08-10-2009 11:00 PM

You’re Driving Me Crazy!
83. Fearful (Inspired by Why Do You Love Me? By Garbage )

“Neville, stop!”

Neville froze, dropping some of the apples that were piled in his arms.

“What…”

“You’ve trailed dragon dung all the way through the bar and up the stairs. I’ll be lucky if I manage to get the stink out of here before Christmas!”

Neville looked behind him, and saw his footprints.

“Hannah, I’m -”

“Sorry? So am I!”

Later, while they were eating dinner, Neville cast fearful glances at his girlfriend.

“Stop it, you’re driving me crazy!”

“Hannah, why do you love me? I’m just so…”

“Handsome? Kind? Brave? Loving? Modest? That’s why.”

“Oh, well if you’re sure…”


HannahLongbottom 08-11-2009 05:46 AM

In The Room Of Requirement.
56. Fight

“What I really need is some dittany.” The Room responded and a large bottle of dittany appeared on at Hannah’s side. She poured a few drops onto Seamus’ cheek and the bleeding stopped. The wound soon looked at few days old, but it was still difficult to recognise Seamus.

“He’s here.” The voice of Ariana Dumbledore sounded clearly through the noise of The Room.

Neville was dashing across The Room towards the portrait.

“Hannah, get your coin out, send them a message.”

“What message?”

Neville had one foot in the in the tunnel. “Tell them it’s time, it’s time to fight.”


HannahLongbottom 08-11-2009 07:44 AM

Vulture Hat.
50. Boggart

Walking away from the greenhouses, Hannah rushed to catch up with Neville.

“Is it true? What Lavender said? About you?”

“That depends on what she said.”

“That you dressed a Snape-boggart up in your Gran’s clothes.”

“Oh, that.” He gave her the smallest of smiles. “Yeah, that’s true.”

“Wow, that’s brilliant! Did you finish it off?”

His smile got wider “Yeah, I did.”

“Wow!” Hannah was really impressed. “I’m scared of Snape too. He’s just so…”

“Yeah. He’s more horrible to me than ever now. But all I have to do is picture him in my Gran’s vulture hat.” He was beaming.



HannahLongbottom 08-11-2009 10:48 PM

Congratulations
88. sweet tooth

Dear Alice,

Congratulations! He’s lovely! He looks so much like you, lucky boy. It’s great that you’ve called him Neville after your Dad, he’d be so proud. When can we come and see you? I’m desperate for a cuddle. I know that there’s something you’re not telling me, you and Frank are involved with something. Just promise me that you’ll be careful.

Hannah is very well, thanks. She’s just got her first tooth. Richard thinks it’s hilarious that I’m brushing one tooth for her but I think it’s important, especially if it turns out to be a sweet tooth!

Take care!

Love,

Liz xxx



HannahLongbottom 08-11-2009 10:55 PM

Cut Some Rug.
49. Yule Ball

Dancing with Justin at the Yule Ball, Hannah could see Ginny Weasley wincing. Her partner must have been standing on her feet as he danced with her. As the song ended she watched as Ginny pulled her partner off the dance floor towards the drinks table. Justin whirled her around as the band changed tempo and the songs became more contemporary.

Neville watched in envy as Justin Finch-Fletchley span his partner around with grace and ease. Her long blonde hair floated out behind her as she danced. Neville looked at Ginny, who nodded grimly and hobbled back onto the dance floor with him.

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 01:38 PM

Surprise
28. Timeturner

Neville was half way through marking a huge stack of homework essays. There was a soft knock on his office door.

“Come in.”

Hannah slipped through the door, a wicked smile on her face.

“Hannah..?”

She placed one finger over his lips and started to unfasten her cloak. His hands slipped to her waist as she kissed him.

“But I’ve got loads to do, I’ll never get it done…” His eyes roamed over her face hungrily.

She laughed. “Never fear Cutebottom.” She reached into her pocket and took out a fine gold chain. On the end of it was a time-turner.



HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:25 PM

Well Suited, part one: Red Faces
46. Dungeon

Neville appeared from the dungeons, red in the face, still stuffing his things into his bag. Hannah smiled widely, but he didn’t notice her at all and stormed up the corridor and out of sight. Hannah’s smile dropped and she frowned.

“I wonder what was…”

“…wrong with the love of your life?” Susan teased.

Hannah looked at her in shock.

“I don’t fancy him!”

“Yes you do! Every time you see him you get this huge, silly grin on your face. You rush to work with him in every lesson!”

It was Hannah’s turn to be red in the face.

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:26 PM

Well Suited, part two: Pretty Angry
95. Snowball

The snow was thick enough for a snowball fight. Neville, Seamus and Dean were pelting snowballs at each other, laughing gleefully. They chased each other, laughing like small children. In one corner of the courtyard Neville found the perfect place to mount an assault. He was completely hidden, with a plentiful supply of snow.

He shaped a huge snowball, ready to repay Dean for shoving snow down his neck and into his jumper. He launched it and there was a very feminine scream.

“Hannah? Oh Merlin, I’m sorry!”

She was soaking and angry. He noticed she was really pretty too.

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:27 PM

Well Suited, part three: Letters
58. Hoot

Neville tied the letter to leg of the owl and watched as it flew out of the window. He leaned against the window sill and looked out over the grounds.

Hannah opened the door of the owlery. She had a letter to send to her mother. She walked in, looking up trying to spot Beatrice, her eagle owl. She called her down, attached the letter and walked the window.

“Neville!”

She let Beatrice fly out of the window.

“Oh Hannah, hello.”

They looked into each others eyes, silence stretching between them.

HOOT!

They jumped and were now impossibly close together…

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:28 PM

Well Suited, part four: Self Belief
15. Room

In The Room of Requirement, The D.A. were learning how to use the Reductor curse. Hannah watched the concentration on Neville’s faced as he tried use the curse on a bust of a witch. Three times he tried, but he didn’t even chip it. He looked dejected, especially when Ernie reduced it to dust.

She sidled around the crowd so that she was standing next to him.

“You’ll get there.”

A dull flush of embarrassment crept up his cheeks.

“I’m useless.”

“You’re not. You have to believe that you can do it.”

“But…”

“Are you listening to me? Just believe in yourself.”

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:29 PM

Well Suited, part five: Pruning
16. Dragonhide gloves

Hannah was carefully pruning a Flitterboom. She was holding the dead twigs in her left hand and her secateurs in her right hand. She had pruned almost all the bush and it looked much better. There was just one tricky branch left to go.

“Ouch! Merlin!”

She had cut her thumb with the points of the secateurs. Neville dashed across to her, wrapping her thumb in his handkerchief.

“Thank you.”

“Why weren’t you wearing your dragonhide gloves?”

“I couldn’t feel which parts were dead with them on.”

He looked down at her thumb. “Professor Sprout, Hannah needs the hospital wing.”

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:30 PM

Well Suited, part six: What’s A Boy In Love Supposed to Do?
72. Vex

“But what should I do?”

“Ask her out. We’ve been over this Neville. You fancy her. We know for a fact she fancies you, she’s always agreeing with every word you say, even when you aren’t making any sense.”

“But she was kissing Justin! Really passionately. I almost couldn’t look.”

“Don’t let that vex you, she’s just trying to make you jealous.”

“But that’s mad. I like her, I think.”

Ginny snorted with laughter. “You think? Of course you like her. We wouldn’t have been talking about this for three weeks if you didn’t like Hannah.”

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:31 PM

Well Suited, part seven: Notes
32. Common room

In the common room, Neville reached into his bag for his Herbology book. He leafed through the pages, trying to find the notes that he had made about puffapods. But they were missing. He rifled through a few more pages and realised that it wasn’t his book. Turning to the front he saw that it was actually Hannah’s book. Then he saw it: H+N, in tiny letters. N? Who was that? He couldn’t think of anyone else whose name started with N.

Maybe she did like him. Maybe he’d go and ask her to check if she had his book…

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:32 PM

Well Suited, part eight: Impulsive
61. Kiss

The walk from school to Hogsmeade had been very quiet. Neville looked at Hannah and cleared his throat, but when she looked at him he forgot what he was going to say.

“Shall we go to Honeydukes?”

He nodded, still rendered speechless by being allowed to hold her hand.

By the end of the day, he had managed to recover his voice and they had chatted and laughed. As they were about to part, Neville grabbed her hand and pulled her into a classroom. They kissed. Her lips felt impossibly soft against his.

“What happened to chivalry?”

“I was brave instead.”

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:33 PM

Well Suited, part nine: Bellatrix Lestrange
99. Newspaper

“Hannah, have you seen this?”

Susan passed her the newspaper. Ten photographs stared up at them. Hannah’s eyes were drawn to the witch, who seemed to be challenging her.

Bellatrix Lestrange, convicted of the torture and permanent incapacitation of Frank and Alice Longbottom.

“Longbottom? Neville’s parents?”

Susan nodded grimly. “Auntie Amelia said she’d rather be dead than what happened to them.”

“Poor Neville.”

She saw him then, walking quickly out of the Hall. She followed him.

“Wait!”

He turned and a single tear rolled down his cheek.

“Come here.”

She pulled him into a tight hug and his tears fell.

(Quote from pg 481 of the British Edition of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by J K Rowling.)

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:34 PM

Well Suited, part ten: Recriminations
57. Gape

Under a beech tree, Hannah was leaning against Neville.

“What happened to Ron and Hermione? Did they finally have a duel?”

“Not with each other, no.”

Hannah frowned. “Who with then?”

“Death Eaters.”

Hannah twisted around, her eyes searching his face.

“How? Where?”

Neville took a deep breath and recounted the events of the previous evening. She gaped at him.

“And you saw her?”

“Yes.”

His voice was heavy and dull.

“It’s not your fault you know. If Dumbledore couldn’t stop -”

He silenced her with a kiss. He didn’t want to talk about it.

“Neville, it’s not your fault.”

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:36 PM

Well Suited, part eleven: Mimbulus Mimbletonia.
65. Ooze

After they had dealt with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle, Anthony and Terry bid the Hufflepuffs goodbye went back to their own compartment.

“I don’t know about you, but I don’t fancy staying here with them oozing everywhere.”

The others agreed with Susan and followed her to look for a new compartment. They passed Harry’s compartment and Hannah could see Neville. He was stroking his Mimbulus Mimbletonia. He looked at ease with the Gryffindors and Hannah realised that he really had changed that year. He’d promised to write to her…

SMACK!

Ernie had walked into her, knocking them both off their feet.

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:37 PM

Well Suited, part twelve: Morning Coffee
27. Owl

As she ate her breakfast, Hannah smiled as she saw a familiar barn owl flying towards the kitchen window. He landed on the window sill, offering her the letter on his leg. She untied it carefully and offered him a drink of water. She took her letter, a large cushion and her cup of coffee out into the garden and sat underneath her favourite tree. She rubbed her thumb over her name, written in a slightly hesitant script.

She read the letter, smiling at Neville’s self deprecating humour, her heart swelling slightly at the sweet things that he had written.

HannahLongbottom 08-14-2009 09:38 PM

Well Suited, part thirteen: Missing you
81. Depression

Hannah lay on her bed, depression weighing her down. Her father wanted her to go back to school, but that would mean leaving her bed so it wasn’t going to happen.

“Hannah, you’ve got a visitor.”

Thinking that it would be Susan, she didn’t sit up.

“Hi.”

Neville stood in the doorway, holding a Christmas present.

She scrambled off the bed, hands in her unkempt hair. He crossed the room and drew her into his arms. She breathed him in. For the first time since her mother had died, hot bitter tears tumbled down her face.

“I’ve missed you.”


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