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[icarus]

Seventeen drabbles. One down. I wrote the outlines for nine of the others tonight.

This one is for ursule who wanted Ron/Neville. A little shorter than some, but it's one of my favourites. You know I love unusual pairings.




In November
by Icarus


His lips were soft, which was unexpected. Ron looked like he was all skinny angles, but he was soft really. His eyelashes fluttered closed, his breath a warm pant on Neville's cheek, a mist.

They had just been talking, that's all, about Quidditch and family and girls and things like that, when it got really, really quiet.

Neville breathed a sigh, and took in the arching branches overhead, the quiet lake, the patch of sky.

"We probably shouldn't do that again."

They both agreed, as they leaned in for a second kiss.



Finis.

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[ursula]

OK, so two exclamation marks denote extreme but incoherent bounciness. Let me work on the coherence . . . I like the title. I like the fact that the cold matters, which is what the title is telling us, really. I like the arching branches. I like the diffidence.

And I like Neville's point of view. I think Neville makes the quiet, the serenity; and I hadn't been thinking of Neville in that way, before.