Jealousy
It was spring break, Neville, Silene, Seamus and Dean were some of the students that were still at Hogwarts. On one fine spring day, the lot of them were outside.
Neville gritted his teeth, his nails digging into his skin. Not that he noticed. He only notices Mikael, and how he was hugging Silene close.
He knew that he should stay away, after all, him and Mikael weren’t a thing. Not yet, anyway. Neville sighed and bit his lip as Seamus was talking about whatever, but even he seemed to notice that Neville wasn’t really listening. “Ohohohohhhh” Seamus whistled as he figured out what was going on. “Is little Neville jealous??” He laughed as the corners of Neville’s mouth formed a tough smile as he elbowed the other in his side. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Neville said as his gaze continued to be locked into Mikael, who felt like he was being watched, but thought nothing of it.
“Him? Really?” Seamus rose a brow as he looked at Mikael. “Wasn’t he a bully some years ago?” Dean, who just sat down next to Seamus, joined in. “People change, Dean.” Neville grinned as he let out a sigh. “We kissed before, you know.” His cheeks flushed a bright pink as he smiled. “Back in year 3. I kissed him. And he kissed me back. But he ran off after.” Neville explained, as Dean and Seamus teased him with some flirty whistling. “Oh, shut up. Point is, I’ve never been able to get over him..” Neville sighed as he looked over at Mikael, biting his lip when he saw Silene with him. A frown formed on his face, as he muttered something underneath his breath.
“Well, why aren’t you talking to him then?” Dean asked, confused. “We’re not exactly friends.” Neville sighed. “We’re friendly with each other, but it’s like he shuts me down every time I try talking to him.” Seamus chimed in “Maybe he’s embarrassed?” He suggested as Neville looked at him. “Maybe..”
“You should go talk to him.” Said Dean, causing Neville to grumble. “I should, shouldn’t I…” He muttered as he stood up. “I’ll be back..” He said absently, as he walked over to Mikael and Silene. “We won’t count on it!” Seamus called out to him, causing him and Dean to laugh.
As Neville walked over to the Slytherins, he had a mean glare on his face, which he was unaware of, but Silene and Mikael were not. They stopped dead in their tracks, looking a bit confused, Mikael looked nervous, though. “Can we help you?” Silene asked as Neville got closer. “You can’t. Adder, however. He sure can.” Neville sneered at Silene, quickly putting an arm around the shorter boys waist and pulling him away from Silene, into the castle.
“Hey! What the hell is this all about?!” Mikael yelled, trying to loosen the others grip on his waist, but to no avail. Neville was quiet until they entered an empty classroom; the teachers didn’t bother locking them, and no one would enter a classroom during break. Once they got inside, Neville finally let Mikael go and spoke up. “I want to.. talk with you..” he said, cheeks bright red. Mikael confusedly backed up. “You um… y-you could’ve done that with Silene around.. couldn’t you??” He asked nervously, as Neville stepped closer to him, almost touching as Mike put his hands in front of him just in time.
“I want to talk about… Well… I think you know what I want to talk about.” Neville breathed, his voice barely above a whisper. A louder tone wasn’t needed with how close they were to each other. Mikael blushed. “U-Uhm- I don’t, actually! I think I’m gonna g-go actually…” He chuckled nervously as he tried to walk off, but Neville pinned him to a wall to stop him. “You know what I’m talking about, don’t lie.” Mikael looked away. “I do. But what gives you the right to just take me away? If you wanted to talk, you could’ve just asked, Longbottom.” Neville gritted his teeth at the sound of his last name.
“Don’t call me that..” Neville spoke through gritted teeth. Mike frowned. “What was that?” He asked. “Dont call me that!” Neville spoke, a bit louder than he had hoped. “Call you what?” Neville looked at the shorter boy, he still wasn’t looking at me. Neville gently pulled on his chin to make Mikael face him. “Don’t call me by my last name. Call me Neville.” Neville demanded. Mikael nodded, transfixed on the other’s eyes. “M-Mhm.. Yeahh… Lon-Neville..” He said, eyes wide open and a dark red dusted all over his face. “C-can you let me go now??? It’s getting kind of hot in here!!! Haha!!” He laughed awkwardly as he looked away again, nervous as ever.
Neville grunted. “Fine..” He said as he backed off. “I really did want to talk to you about that time though..” He began. Mikael looked at him. “Alright. Go ahead.” He said with a nod. “Well- After you kissed me.. And left..” Mike looked a little flustered at the memory. “I don’t think you know the flame you ignited in me..” Neville said through gritted teeth, in a whiny tone of voice, as he gripped his leg. Mikael blushed. “O-oh- I did??” He asked. “You sound surprised.” Neville said with a frown as he looked at the other up and down. “Well… I um… I… Uhh…” Neville fell silent. “What is it?” Mikael asked. “I’m err… I’m jealous.. I’ve been jealous.. Of everyone you’re nice to.. Everyone you touch.. I wish that were me… I wanted nothing more but to talk to you.. You’re just.. Perfect.. You’re everything I could’ve wanted… I-I uhm.. I-“ Mikael cut him off. And to Neville’s surprise. He was laughing. “I- hahaha!! I’m- haha- I’m sorry- I just-“ He was in a laughing fit. “You think I hadn’t noticed?!” Mikael giggled.
“What?” Neville asked. “You’re so cute, Neville. So fun to tease. You’re just such great fun when you’re jealous of Silene. You look so adorable when you glare at her.. It’s cute, how much you like me.” Mikael said, walking up to a flabbergasted Neville. “Oh, please don’t take this the wrong way, I do really like you, but its so cute how you didn’t have a clue..” Mikael giggled, and Neville couldn’t help but notice a sadistic shimmer in his eyes as he tucked a strand if Neville’s hair behind his ear. Neville hadn’t noticed how much he was blushing.
“Can I…” Neville started. Mikael smirked. “Go on.” Neville looked away. “Can I…. Kiss you…?” He asked in a soft, quiet tone as he looked at Mikael, who still had a smirk plastered on his face. “Hmm..” He chuckled as he inched closer, their noses touching before Mikael moved to whisper in Neville’s ear. “Yes..” He breathed into his ear, and just like that, years of desire and jealousy burst out of Neville, as he embraced Mikael and crashed his lips onto Mikael’s, rougher than he’d liked, but Mikael didn’t seem to mind as he kissed back with what seemed like the same amount of want.
Neville didn’t stop at kissing. As they pulled away from the kiss to breathe, he kissed Mikael’s neck, as Mikael put a hand on the back of his neck to push Neville further into him. Neville found himself leaving bite marks and hickeys all over the other’s neck. He sighed as he pulled away, sitting on a desk as he pulled Mikael onto his lap. Mikael pressed his lips back onto Neville’s, licking the bottom of the other’s lip to ask if they could deepen the kiss. Neville happily obliged.
Years of jealousy of Mikael’s touch, words and looks that had built up inside Neville all came bursting out at once. He couldn’t stop kissing and hugging him, so tight as if he would disappear the second Neville would let him go. When Mikael finally pulled away, Neville whined. “That’s quite enough, Nev..” Mikael muttered, Neville blushing at the nickname. Mikael cupped the other’s cheek and gave him a quick peck on the lips before winking at him. “I’ll see you later..” He grinned as he scurried off once more, reminding Neville that Mikael was still the same boy he fell for years ago.
He couldn’t help but smile.