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I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
9th-Jun-2011 09:17 am
Converse: black
Title: Twilight
Word count: 500
Characters/pairings: Neville/Draco
Rating: R
Summary: Neville and Draco on a summer night. Also, how elemental opposites make good lovers.
Warnings: fluff, hitting you over the head with a theme I find romantic
Disclaimer: The boys and girls belong to JKR, even though I’m often much nicer to them than she is.
Author’s Notes: This was written for the neville100 challenge sky. Also, it occurs to me that my own associations with the word ‘twilight’ fit perfectly for this little thing but they will perhaps be overwhelmed for readers by American vampires. >:

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Neville is an earthy type. Not just that he’s a little bit common for a pureblood, since his grandmother never taught him rarefied tastes. He's also down-to-earth, sensible, and so tied to the ground he feels he was born with soil between his fingers. He’s never craved Gryffindor fire, or the cool ease of swimming; when he was little he'd escape his grandmother for the garden and scraping soil about with a stick, and nothing’s changed.

Draco used to escape his parents’ parties via a broomstick. Once, a little drunk, Draco had explained how at the age of seven he'd crash-landed his broomstick on the buffet table at a garden party and been entirely swallowed by tiramisu.

Apparently his father had laughed helplessly, and his mother had helped little Draco out of the pile of pudding. It is this story that has made it impossible for Neville to hate Draco's parents, though it's not why Neville did as they asked at the trials.

Now he and Draco are old enough to be allowed a more permanent retreat: this little cottage where Neville potters in the garden, privacy wards holding out the journalists. Tonight he’s watering flowers, and helping the raspberries along: Draco likes tart berries that sting the mouth.

Every so often Neville glances up into the fading summer light, to see the shape of Draco, swooping like a swallow, wheeling and gliding and loop-the-looping. Every so often a whoop reaches Neville through the clear twilight air.

He smiles, watching Draco move effortlessly through the sky, and silently promises him again that he’ll never see Azkaban.

He turns back to weeding the Ophelia's Rosemary. A few minutes later, there's a brush of air and the thump of Draco’s boots hitting the ground. He turns and smiles, his stomach tightening at the sight of his windswept Draco suddenly so close, with flushed cheeks and tousled hair. Draco grins sunnily at him. Then Draco drops his broomstick, reaching for Neville instead.


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Neville’s on his back in the dry earth, dust coating his skin; he wriggles into it comfortably as Draco sinks down onto his cock. For a moment Neville feels the air sucked from his lungs by Draco's fae-bright eyes and long body, and then Draco smiles and breath returns in a rush.

Draco rides him as twilight passes into true night. Neville stares up at him, at the sky around his pale shoulders, at his head thrown back and the whole long line of his body in the dark air, and feels a rush of love that leaves him lightheaded.

Because his blunt hands on Draco’s hips are welcomed with soft moans. Draco doesn't react to the smudge of soil on his chest Neville's fingers leave, only the pinching of his nipples and stroking of his stomach.

When Draco kisses him, hot breath shared from lip to lip, Neville comes. He feels Draco fall with him: like flying through endless air, until they return to themselves and are cuddling on the grass.
9th-Jun-2011 11:04 am (UTC)
Oh, lovely *sigh*
10th-Jun-2011 02:08 am (UTC)
:D Thank you!
9th-Jun-2011 03:29 pm (UTC)
So good to see you writing again. This was beautiful and very intimate. Put me in a very nice, mellow mood.
10th-Jun-2011 02:09 am (UTC)
Thank you lovely! It feels great - I've been really crazy and stressed the last month or so and then today I was like OH WAIT PERHAPS THAT'S BECAUSE I'M STILL NOT WRITING EVEN THOUGH I'VE HANDED IN MY DISSERTATION AND I CAN NOW. So I did :)

Thank you! That is just what I was going for :D
9th-Jun-2011 05:07 pm (UTC)
WOOBIES! *smushes*

Seriously though, you've created a beautiful contrast here - one that's very true to the characters and also quite sweet. :-)
10th-Jun-2011 02:09 am (UTC)

D'aww, thanks :) *blushes*
9th-Jun-2011 09:04 pm (UTC)
This might be one of my favourites of yours. Loooooovely. The little snippets of past and Neville not being able to hate draco's parents. Beautiful.
10th-Jun-2011 02:10 am (UTC)
Awwwwww, thank you :DDDD I hope your birthday was everything good!
10th-Jun-2011 02:06 am (UTC)
simply gorgeous. What a beautiful image with the dirt smudges and the gloaming light. *snugs*
10th-Jun-2011 02:11 am (UTC)
Thank you. The image and feel was so clear in my mind, so it's nice to hear it resonated :)
10th-Jun-2011 05:35 am (UTC)
Aww. And yum :D
11th-Jun-2011 06:07 am (UTC)
Thanks :D
13th-Jun-2011 07:48 pm (UTC)
22nd-Jun-2011 05:52 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :D
15th-Jun-2011 01:33 am (UTC)
This is gorgeous!
22nd-Jun-2011 05:52 pm (UTC)
Thank you, lovely - sorry for the late reply!
19th-Jul-2011 03:18 am (UTC)
That is stunning...I love thinking of them so happy in their own worlds...Draco flying, Neville digging in the dirt...then both of them together so beautifully. Thank you!!!
19th-Jul-2011 05:22 pm (UTC)
Aww, thank you so much! :D
23rd-Jul-2011 12:38 am (UTC) - lovely...
I love neville/draco and that was so sweet! I think I got a cavity. ;D
29th-Jul-2011 01:05 am (UTC) - Re: lovely...
Aww, thank you!
11th-Jan-2012 11:57 am (UTC)
Oh, so sweet. And I do absolutely LOVE that glimpse of Draco's parents.
11th-Jan-2012 09:04 pm (UTC)
*grins* Dunno why my Neville/Draco is so diabetes-inducing, but I don't mind it. And thanks!
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