Leigh!fic | Ode to a Halloween Waltz (1/1) | Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley
Title: Ode to a Halloween Waltz
Author: Leigh, aka leigh_adams
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley
Rating: G
Word count: 200
Summary: Neville and Ginny share a dance.
Notes: This was written for nevrafire as part of the 2012 Halloween drabble exchange at hp_halloween. I would have liked to expand this scene -- sadly, the 200 word threshold prevented me from doing so. I like to think of this as a bit of eavesdropping; a fly on the wall sort of thing. Just a small little scene from a Halloween party. :) Many thanks to elle_blessing for glancing this over for me. Happy Halloween, y’all!
“Do you remember our first dance?”
His partner huffed, the exhale blowing a strand of bright red hair from her face. “We’re at a masquerade. Isn’t it polite to at least pretend you don’t know your partner?” Her demi-mask didn’t conceal the lower half of her face; Neville could see the way her lips curled in amusement.
He smiled and brought their joined hands above their heads, leading Ginny through the waltz. “We’re at Parkinson’s Halloween party. If the hostess can’t be polite, what’s the point in the peasant galley doing so?”
“You’ve got a point.” Ginny’s brown eyes found their hostess across the ballroom. Pansy Parkinson-Weasley, her thrice-accursed sister-in-law. “I don’t know what Ron sees in her.”
“Gin, do I have to step on your toes to get you to stop obsessing over your brother’s love life?”
That earned him a light smack on the arm. “Don’t be ungallant, Neville Longbottom. I was about to mention that your dance prowess has greatly improved since fourth year, but I might have to reconsider.”
“Then I shall avoid your fair feet and take your compliments, my lady.” His lips curled, and his grip on her tightened, pulling her closer. “And, if it’s not too much to ask, a kiss.”
Author: Leigh, aka leigh_adams
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley
Rating: G
Word count: 200
Summary: Neville and Ginny share a dance.
Notes: This was written for nevrafire as part of the 2012 Halloween drabble exchange at hp_halloween. I would have liked to expand this scene -- sadly, the 200 word threshold prevented me from doing so. I like to think of this as a bit of eavesdropping; a fly on the wall sort of thing. Just a small little scene from a Halloween party. :) Many thanks to elle_blessing for glancing this over for me. Happy Halloween, y’all!
“Do you remember our first dance?”
His partner huffed, the exhale blowing a strand of bright red hair from her face. “We’re at a masquerade. Isn’t it polite to at least pretend you don’t know your partner?” Her demi-mask didn’t conceal the lower half of her face; Neville could see the way her lips curled in amusement.
He smiled and brought their joined hands above their heads, leading Ginny through the waltz. “We’re at Parkinson’s Halloween party. If the hostess can’t be polite, what’s the point in the peasant galley doing so?”
“You’ve got a point.” Ginny’s brown eyes found their hostess across the ballroom. Pansy Parkinson-Weasley, her thrice-accursed sister-in-law. “I don’t know what Ron sees in her.”
“Gin, do I have to step on your toes to get you to stop obsessing over your brother’s love life?”
That earned him a light smack on the arm. “Don’t be ungallant, Neville Longbottom. I was about to mention that your dance prowess has greatly improved since fourth year, but I might have to reconsider.”
“Then I shall avoid your fair feet and take your compliments, my lady.” His lips curled, and his grip on her tightened, pulling her closer. “And, if it’s not too much to ask, a kiss.”