Gift for:
lightofdaye From:
leigh_adams Title: A Knight in Khaki Armor
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is JKR’s. No copyright infringement is intended, and no money is being made.
Warnings: None
Summary: A wardrobe malfunction and an act of chivalry bring two unlikely people together.
Notes: Thanks to
mugglechump for the quick beta -- you’re a peach, doll! Daye, I know this isn’t smutty, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Ten points to all if you can guess their costumes... Happy Halloween!
"Are you telling me you don't want to see my breasts?"
Neville wasn't sure how the conversation had spiraled down so quickly. He was only trying to be a gentleman. When Pansy Parkinson's costume had ripped in the middle of the party, exposing one of said breasts, he'd grabbed the nearest tablecloth and tossed it over her shoulders. He'd hustled her outside while she sputtered beneath the covering. Apparently, she hadn't appreciated the gesture.
But really, what sort of space slave wore a gold metal bikini?
"Beg pardon?" He felt his face flush as she looked over his archaeologists' costume, complete with bullwhip, with a critical eye. Fortunately for him, it was dark enough under the stars.
"I said, isn't the whole point of this bloody holiday for me to dress as Sexy Whatever so men like you can ogle my breasts?" One fine brow arched high, and she added, "Given how quickly you threw that tablecloth, I'm wondering if my charms are lost on you."
"Any man who says they don't want to see your breasts is a liar." His blush intensified. Honest words, but Neville had always been honest to a fault.
Her lips curled. "I'll keep that in mind."