It was incredible, really, how everyone else's ought tos loomed so large in Neville's life. Slash.

All Augusta had wanted to do was apologise, but as soon as she'd opened her mouth, she'd rather forgot what she was apologising for. Femmeslash.

Fact: There had been a death at Hogwarts. Fact: Deceased 16-year-old male by the name of Marcus Akers, Gryffindor student in his sixth year. Fact: Deceased had met with Neville Longbottom the previous evening. Fact: Akers had been romantically involved with Magnolia Longbottom. SUSPECT: Neville Longbottom: Male, 43, head of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts. PLEA: Not Guilty. VERDICT: ?

As Sirius falls through the veil, four memories are forced to the forefront of Remus's mind. Lyrics from "I Won't Give Up" by Jason Mraz; paraphrased passages from JKR's OotP. A birthday present to my dear beloved beta.

A series of drabbles, written for contests or amusement. Most, if not all, feature Neville.

Neville hadn't expected his boggart to ever change; perhaps he should have done.

Draco ought to have expected he'd end up dying facedown in an alley, but nothing could have prepared him for the events or the friendships that would follow. NL/DM slash, WIP. Implied NL/HP and DM/HP. Trigger warning: implied non-con flashbacks. NOTE: Currently being restructured and edited. If you read ch 1-6 before July 19, you may want to read through it again.

A life-changing disaster at work drives Neville Longbottom to seek aid from the only ally he thinks he can trust - Hermione Weasley.

Among the green and living things is the safest he's ever felt. But does he belong here? Another companion to An Intervention written for an MNFF challenge, "colour."

O.W.L. results have arrived, and Scorpius is certain his parents won't be thrilled. Written for an MNFF character challenge for Scorpius, and a companion piece to An Intervention.

It had been three years since his wife's death, but the first woman to make him feel something is the last woman he'd have thought. The fact that he's closer in age to her father than to her does not help matters.

It is the beginning of seventh year, and Neville has had just about enough of Amycus Carrow.

In a perfect world, Neville and Hannah's wedding would go off without a hitch. This is not a perfect world.

Neville enjoys a quiet moment.

Neville is a herbologist, not an undercover Auror, and certainly not a pharmacological and criminal mastermind. But somehow he's in the middle of a plot and he must be both - and he only has until springtime to make good on his promises, for good or ill.

"Must I endure the horrible, nauseating burden of owing this tinned twit a favour?" Fat Lady/Sir Cadogan, and yes I have indeed lost my mind. Written for the Inaugural MNFF Great Hall Cotillion of 2012 in under 4 hours.

When he sees her, Colin's heart starts to race. And now he's got her all to himself for an evening - or at least he did.

Percy has everything under control. This is, perhaps, the reason why he is so out of sorts when he wakes up next to a beautiful woman and hasn't the slightest idea what to do next.

Neville has got quite enough to be getting on with, thank you very much, and this new situation with Luna is complicating things even more. Complete.

Neville is completely oblivious he's revealed anything, Harry doesn't know how this will affect their friendship or their working relationship and the only liquor he has tastes like peaches. HP/NL slash. My kingdom to my beta reader Alex.