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Untitled - Neville/Draco
First Posted: 08-19-2007

I'm totally losing it. But it's cute and fluffy. No beta.



He tasted of earth.

It was certain not something that I would have put to such plain terms. It caused one to think that I was chewing on dirt. This being far from the case, it requires a great deal more in the way of explanation.

He tasted of fresh foliage, the blaze of leaves tumbling to the ground in the beginning of autumn. There was the hint of newly cut grass on a pleasant summer day, spent running across the lawn for hours. The spice of freshly bloomed wild flowers intermingled with the heat of a greenhouse warming throughout winter.

It was impossible to begin to express how a simple kiss could hold all of those flavors in it.

“Anyone that knows you would find it rather difficult to believe that even you could possibly be romantic,” Neville commented. He was looking over Draco’s shoulder with an amused grin.

Draco snapped his journal closed, turning with a glare. “They would simply be mistaken.”

“Do you want to know what you taste like?” Neville asked.

Neville slid a hand up Draco’s arm. It was his way of asking for permission to come closer. Draco complied without thought, wrapping his arms around Neville’s neck.

“What could I possibly taste like?”

“You,” Neville said with an almost shy smile. “It fills me up so quickly, seeping into my lungs, my pores, into my blood. Suddenly I’m so completely filled with you that I think I’ll go insane if you don’t let me kiss you again.”

“They always believed that you were the more romantic of us both,” Draco commented. Secretly he was filling to near bursting at the words. He drew Neville even closer. “But truthfully words are not enough. We should simply do it.”

He tastes of earth. He takes like Neville.