
Mills looked back over the couch at Neville, her shirt half undone. "Hey Neville, grab a beer. Me and Ron have a little announcement."
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Ron took a look at Millie's boobs, then buttoned her shirt back up and sighed. "Yup. You don't mean about the revenge part, right? Because I don't think he needs to know about that part."
Just saying.
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Neville also got a glance of what Milicent was sporting, but made no indicative gesture and instead just walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of butterbeer. He sat on the chair nearest Trevor's tank and popped open the bottle, taking a swig before speaking up.
"An announcement? Do you mean...?" and he hummed a bit of the traditional wedding march before taking another sip from his drink.
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Mills choked on the breath she was taking, coughing for a second. "No, Merlin, no. We, er, no. See. Blaise is a fucking prat who thinks he's too cool for our flat now he's made a bit of money and can get floozies to come from the bar with him, and he's moving out on me with a whole week's notice. And that means that I'll be crashing here with Ron for a while. Eventually, we'll be moving into a place of our own, which will be good for you, Neville, since Ron can't try to keep your wand out of Ginny's pumpkin pastie when he's not here. You should probably ask Weaslette to move in if you wanna make rent and be able to shag in every room of the house," Mills said cheerfully, before grabbing her beer again and drinking like she hadn't said anything remotely offensive.
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Neville was a bit shocked to get all of that at once, but quickly recovered. "That... wow. Uh, ok, I guess that's good news." he said, then took a sip of his drink. "Congratulations on moving in together, I'm very happy for you both."
And he was, but the prospect of living with Ginny... sure it was something he'd wanted to do for quite a while now, but he didn't expect the opportunity to arise so suddenly. And would she even want to?
Neville leaned back in the chair, lost in thought.
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"I know it's a bit of a surprise, Neville, but we can stay here long enough for you to er, talk it over with Ginny and find a place you'll really like. That will ah, suit your needs. It'll be good."
Ron didn't want to think about needs and neville and ginny all lumped together, but there you are.
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Mills laughed aloud at the phrase 'suit your needs' and forced herself not to make any jokes abut Neville's ability to meet Ginny's needs. It was hard, but she figured she didn't need to rub Ron's face in it, yet. "Yeah Nevs, until you man up enough to ask Weaslette to live with you, you'll be stuck with my smiling face. How's that for motivation?" she joked. Aside from sometimes showing up at midnight, Mills was actually a good houseguest, but painting herself and the big, bad bitch from Slytherin was a hobby of hers.
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Ron laughed weakly. "It'll all work out- the one thing I want everyone to understand is that we've got plenty of time- Neville, start looking, but don't worry about how long it takes you. No one is leaving anyone stranded."
Ron now wished they could have had this conversation with Neville later, because his girlfriend was looking right shaggable, but he sat back and smiled. The time would come. hehe. Come.
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