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adventdrabblesTitle: Distracted
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Lily Luna Potter
Rating: Gen
Summary: Lily gets caught daydreaming in Herbology.
"Lily!" Neville snapped.
Shite, she'd done it again. She couldn't help zoning out in Herbology, especially when they were just repotting stuff. And especially when she was partnered with Macmillan. Clearly his enthusiasm was meant to rub off on her, but it only gave her mind that much more time to wander.
Neville glanced down at her bag. Horrified, Lily noticed it gaping open to reveal a Patented Daydream Charm box, luridly illustrated with a half-dressed couple getting down and dirty by a fire.
"Professor, I didn't—!"
"See me after class."
Lily sighed and gave her bag a little kick. Those four words never played out in reality the way they did in her fantasies. If he would just get angry... but no, he always insisted on looking disappointed in her.
Today was no exception.
"Well?" Neville said, crossing his arms. "Do you want to be a Potion-maker or not?"
Lily wilted. "Yes, sir."
"Then you need an at least an E in Herbology. And it doesn't hurt if you like plants."
"I like plants!" It was true, obliquely. She liked people who grew plants. Well, one person.
"And if you're going for an apprenticeship in an applied field," he added, "then you'd best be ready to do some menial labor."
Lily hung her head, toeing some spilt potting soil into a pile. "I know. It's not like I think I'm too good for that or anything. It's just... I get... distracted."
Neville softened. He slipped his hands into the deep pockets of his work robes. "It's almost break, and... we're all more than ready for it, I know."
Lily glanced up.
"Yes, all of us." Neville gave her a faint flicker of a smile before settling back into his Firm Professor Face. "But I expect your full and undivided attention in my class at all times."
He was quite firm indeed. He might have thought twice about it if he knew what that voice did to her. There was certainly no hiding the heat rising in her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Professor. I won't let it happen again."
"Thank you, Lily. You’d best run along."
She turned to leave but paused. She knew she shouldn't push, but... "For what it's worth," she said, looking back at him through a curtain of red hair, "it wasn't a Daydream Charm that had me distracted."
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Neville Longbottom/Lily Luna Potter
Rating: Gen
Summary: Lily gets caught daydreaming in Herbology.
"Lily!" Neville snapped.
Shite, she'd done it again. She couldn't help zoning out in Herbology, especially when they were just repotting stuff. And especially when she was partnered with Macmillan. Clearly his enthusiasm was meant to rub off on her, but it only gave her mind that much more time to wander.
Neville glanced down at her bag. Horrified, Lily noticed it gaping open to reveal a Patented Daydream Charm box, luridly illustrated with a half-dressed couple getting down and dirty by a fire.
"Professor, I didn't—!"
"See me after class."
Lily sighed and gave her bag a little kick. Those four words never played out in reality the way they did in her fantasies. If he would just get angry... but no, he always insisted on looking disappointed in her.
Today was no exception.
"Well?" Neville said, crossing his arms. "Do you want to be a Potion-maker or not?"
Lily wilted. "Yes, sir."
"Then you need an at least an E in Herbology. And it doesn't hurt if you like plants."
"I like plants!" It was true, obliquely. She liked people who grew plants. Well, one person.
"And if you're going for an apprenticeship in an applied field," he added, "then you'd best be ready to do some menial labor."
Lily hung her head, toeing some spilt potting soil into a pile. "I know. It's not like I think I'm too good for that or anything. It's just... I get... distracted."
Neville softened. He slipped his hands into the deep pockets of his work robes. "It's almost break, and... we're all more than ready for it, I know."
Lily glanced up.
"Yes, all of us." Neville gave her a faint flicker of a smile before settling back into his Firm Professor Face. "But I expect your full and undivided attention in my class at all times."
He was quite firm indeed. He might have thought twice about it if he knew what that voice did to her. There was certainly no hiding the heat rising in her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Professor. I won't let it happen again."
"Thank you, Lily. You’d best run along."
She turned to leave but paused. She knew she shouldn't push, but... "For what it's worth," she said, looking back at him through a curtain of red hair, "it wasn't a Daydream Charm that had me distracted."
