Journey into Love-Chapter 41

CHAPTER 41

Neville *sees the calendar and saw that it was his birthday. Frm experience he knew that no one remembers his birthday, so he made a mental note to treat himself to lunch later at lunch break*

Maybe no one in his life thust far. Kingley had made reservations at a muggle resteuant that knew about descetion. At lunch he would go and get Neville a present and surprise him with it. But as of right now he had papers to do and to maky Neville reselve books, with made Neville bend down and go up a latter and back down. Perfect way to see that ass of his.

Neville: *being the innocent guy he is, he had no idea he was being watched in such manner. All he had in his mind was to do his work properly and please Kingsley so that he could ask for an early break and treat himself a birthday lunch today*

Oh Kingsley enjoyed it thoroughly. His mind started to run wild with fanstaies of Nevillle. One in pitcular envoled Neville of his desk, spead out like a feast. Kingsley licked his lips.

Neville: *steals a look at the time, wishing it would go faster so he could celebrate his birthday in peace*

"You keep looking at the clock. Are you bored with my company? Or are you still embarrassed?"

Neville: N-No, of course not. I just...have some plc to go, is all. I just...hope u don't mind me taking an early lunch break later

"I suppose not. But be back here at the regular time." He said before giving Neville some papers. "Take these to head of the...nevermind I will take him."

Neville: *surprised that Kings would offer to pass things himself. He ALWAYS asked him to send papers since he knew every nook and cranny of the Ministry building* Umm...OK...Well, since I have ur permission, I'll be off now then

"Neville, may I have another kiss before you go?"

Neville: *blushes, then nods*

Kingsley came over and kissed his cheek again, lingering a bit longer. "H...Have a nice lunch." he said before walking from the room.

Neville: *nods n left the building, his face still blushing a little as he went off to celebrate his lunch on his own at Three Broomsticks, ordering a hearty lunch*

Kingskey went to drop off the paper work then went to Sirius' office. He knocked on the door.

Sirius: *was chatting with Sev via firecall to make sure how he's doing when he heard the knock* Gotta go, love

"Be home early? Paprika said she knows how to see if I am pregnant. I want to know." He smiled and blew a kiss. "I love you." He ened the call.

Sirius: *makes a motion to receive the kiss before watching Sev disappear frm the firecall, then turns to the door* Come in

Kingsley came in. "Can we talk, Sirius." He asked closing the door.

Sirius: Oh, yes. Sure. Have a seat, Kingsley

Kingsley sat down. "I am having problems...with love."

Sirius: *widen his eyes in surprise* Love, Kingsley? I thought you were the Casanova of the ministry!

"Most who I date come to me first. I have never has to suduce anyone, let alone something who likes somone else."

Sirius: Oh? And that said person u like is actually someone who desires another?

"Yes," He nodded. "I have tried to flirt but I fear that I may turn him off. I believe he is a virgin."

Sirius: Ah, I see. I suppose u were rather...forceful in ur flirting, then?

"Yes." he sighed. "But I want him so badly."

Sirius: My advice? Take ur time. Virgins are waaaaaaaay harder to approach than those that have been tapped into. They don't knw squat on how to react to forceful ppl like us

Kingsley nodded. "I will try."

Sirius: Better yet, here *produces a pocket book for Kingsley* This should prove useful to u

Kingsley raised a brow but took it. "Thank you."

Sirius: I got that frm James wen I first tried my luck at dating bk in Hogwarts with those innocent virgin boys. It was stupid at first, bt it soon was worth the trouble. Well, good luck on ur quest for ur virgin boy

Kingsley nodded and got up. "You can go home early today I have a birthday dinner to attend to."

Sirius: OK. Thanks. What birthday dinner ur attending to, may I ask?

He smiled. "Neville's." He walked out the door.

Sirius: *cocks a brow* ~Neville? It's his birthday today?~

Neville: *meanwhile, was enjoying his lunch so much tht he was almost late for office. Hastily pays the bill n made a mad dash bk to the Ministry*

Kingsley had Nevilles present on the desk as he got back into working, smiling.

Neville: Sorry, Shacklebolt. I'm reli sorry, I lost track of...time... *his voice trailed away as he saw the present on the desk*

"Hmm? I didn't notice." He smiled brighter. "Happy birthday Neville."

Neville: *was taken aback. No one remembers (or knws) his birthday, EVER* H-H-How did u kn-kn-knw it's my b-b-b-birthday??

"I made it a job of mine to find out." He got u and went around his desk. "I believe there is a muggle tradition to spank someone on thir birthday however many years they are." He grinned.

Neville: *backs away a little, laughing nervously* You're not reli going to believe that superstition frm a Muggle are you?

"I have to say that I would love to see that backside of your's red but no. I won't. Come open your present."

Neville: *comes up to it and undid the packaging of the present*

Inside was a golden poket watch, a blue silk shirt and a leather bound first edition herbology book.

Neville: *gasped at the sight of the book* Oh my god! This is a limited edition! Only sold 1000 copies worldwide! How did u get this?!

"I have my ways." He chuckled. "I have one more gift. I would like to take you out for dinner."

Neville: Wh...What...? Oh, you...you shouldn't have. I mean I've...already celebrated it for myself...

He took his hand. "I want to celebrate with you, Neville."

Neville: Umm...well, if it's not too much of a trouble for u... *blushes*

Kingsley leaned in placing a soft kiss on those plump lips. He just couldn't help himself.

Neville: *blushed madly like a huge tomato as he looked away bashfully* Pls...don't...

"I'm sorry." He pulled away. "I coudn't help myself." He turned and went back to his desk to put space between them, lets he tackle him to the ground and fuck him right then and there. "I will understand if you dont' want to go with me. I will tell them to send my a bill and you can go with your Harry."

Neville: *shocked* Wh...What do u mean...? I thought u wanted to celebrate with me...?

"I just forced myself on you. I feel like I will go crazy if I don't have you." He was breathing hard. "I love you, Neville. But I hate causing you pain or disconfort."

Neville: I...I didn't mean it tht way, it's just...well, just don't surprise me like tht. My heart can't take tht much...And...I nvr said I dont want to celebrate it with u

"I will try not to." He said. "Why don't you run those papers for Sirius and stay away for a bit."

Neville: *nods n left, bt not before saying* For the record, thanks for the present, and...I'd be glad to celebrate my birthday with u tonight *left the room, blushing*

Kingsley look back at him. "I am glad, Neville." He cast a locking spell, and a slience spell. Before he started to take care of his body.

Neville: *went abt with his business the rest of the day, bt one question linger in his head* ~How does he knw abt Harry??~

At around 5 he told Neville to get ready to get ready to leave.

Neville: *nods and packed up everything before following behind Kingsley*

Kingsley threw floo powered fire place and went home.

Neville: So...where are we having for dinner?

"Nice little muggle resturant, dress in muggle clothes and meet me back here in ten minutes." He headed to his bedroom.

Neville: A...Alright *went to his room and stared at his wardrobe. Being a full-fledged pureblood, he had no idea what to wear as a Muggle But he did have the shirt.*

Kingsley dressed then went back down and started pacing.

Neville: *puts on the shirt, then took out a pair of jeans he got frm his grandmother wen she went for that trip with his parents to the muggle world. Stares at them hesitantly before putting it on, then went dwnstairs to meet Kings* Sorry. I hope I don't look bad. I'm not good at dressing muggle

"I would never say that." He looked him up and down. "I will have to keep my arm around you to keep you from getting stole."

Neville: *looks away* You dont have to butter me up. No one would want to steal me. I'm not worth it

"Do you have kiss you again to prove that you are wrong?" He took his hand. "If they had eyes they would try."

Neville: *blushes n shook his head* Sh...Shall we go now?

"Ok." He smiled and apperated them to an alley near the restureant.

Neville: *took a breath to control frm hurling. He rarely apparated and didn't reli like the feeling of it*

"Are you already?" He asked holding on to him.

Neville: Yes. I'm fine. So...where is this plc we're eating in?

"There." He pointed to a nice italand place. He took Neville's hand and walked to the place.

Neville: *blushes a little bt didn't resist. He enters along with Kingsley to see surprisingly there were more male couples in here than regular normal couples*

"Table for two, under Shacklebolt." The waiter nodded taking them to a table behind a sheer cutrin.

Neville: *as he sat, he couldn't help eyeing at all the male couples ard, surprised at the scenario*

"This place is for only same sex couples. A place where muggles can feel relaxed." he saw a couple sharing a desert and kisses,

Neville: I...nvr thought...I thought only us wizards are open abt gay relationships

"Muggles are too, but it is not widely accepted. My grandmother was a muggle born and she was raised that gays were sinners."

Neville: My grandmother told me abt that too, abt muggles not accepting gays, that is. When she was younger, she said she witnessed a gay couple being stoned just because they held hands in public. She had to use magic to teach them a lesson, though it almost got her expelled. Underaged magic in the presence of a Muggle issue, stuff like that

"It is hard. That is why I wanted us to come here. To not be scene as odd balls."

Neville: Although *looks at a hetero couple who gave a genuine sincere smile at a gay couple sharing drinks together* we do have a few regular couples here

"Yes, they are the ones that acept it. Plus some women find it hot to watch to men. I supect they will be having sex after this." He chuckled.

Waiter: *walks up to them n talks in a rather gayish Italian accent* Welcome to Fratucinni. May I take ur orders?

"I will have the parmashon chicken and the house salad."

Neville: I'll have the lasagna, mushroom soup n garlic bread...and maybe the house salad as well

Waiter: May I recommend u gentlemen our specialty wine? Very popular ard here

"Would you like some, Neville?"

Neville: *nods, despite the fact that he's not good at holding his liqour*

"White."

Waiter: Wise choice, hun. Be right with you

As they where left alone Kingsley took his hand. "Happy birthday, Neville."

Neville: *looks more towards the table than to him* Th...Thank you.

"I love you."

Neville: *now he's reli blushing* Umm...thanks... *he reli didn't knw how to react. No one has ever confessed their love to him before. He had always been the person to admire someone frm far, content to just seeing n not having his love requited. This was all so new to him*

"Neville, I would love if your thought of this as a date."

Neville: I'm...I'm trying...It's just...well, no one ever notices me like u do before...

"I am sorry for that."

Neville: C...Can I ask u something?

"Yes."

Neville: How...did u knw abt Harry?

"Oh....you said his name a few days ago when you where sleeping."

Neville: *widened his eyes n hides them in his hand* Oh god, that's so embarassing

"Don't worry. You have seen me jacking off twice I mean once."

Neville: ~Twice...? Nvm, I dont wanna knw~ *hesitates a little* Wat is it that u see in me, reli? Besides my lips, that is...

"Your want to prove that you are just as good as everyone else. The way you jump up when I say you have an erran to run. I also love the way smile when you are happy and now your blush."

Neville: *blushes again, then pouts* Not exactly much of an attribute

"But that is what I love about you. Also when you run up and down the ladder and put my books away."

Neville: What's so nice abt that? *clueless*

"That ass, as your pants wrap around it."

Neville: *pouts again*

"What do you find atractive about Harry?"

Neville: *looks up shyly* W...Why would u wanna knw that?

"To know what your are atracted to."

Neville: Well...for starters, he's...rather cool and mature for his age, very chivalrous, always willing to go all out to help anyone in need. It's his selflessness that attracted me the most, reli. Although...I suppose we're not meant to be *smiles sadly*

"What about me? Do you find me attractive?"

Neville: *looks up* Well...You are attractive in ur own way. I mean, they don't call u the Ministry Casanova for nothing *giggles*

*their order soon came in, along with the white wine*

"Is that why you don't want to be with me? Because of of my silly title int he Ministry. You think I just want sex?" He asked after the waiter had left.

Neville: A little of that, n also because of a built-in mechanism I more or less nurtured since I was a kid. Whenever something good to me happens to me tht I thought was impossible for the likes of me, I go into self-denial

"Why don't you just let it go." He said. "I do love you."

Neville: I'm trying to. *watches as Kings poured him a glass of wine* It's not easy after having this habit for more than a decade

"Would you like me to court you?"

Neville: *smiles bashfully* I didn't think this tradition existed anymore

"It dose ocationaly. I want to prove that I want you and not for some alterer motive."

Neville: Well, since u asked, I'd be glad for u to court me *smiles happily as he sips his wine*

Kingsley sipped his wine and started eating his food.

Neville: *ate his too* U knw why I said Harry n I are not meant to be?

"Why? Is he straight?"

Neville: *shakes his head* No, he's engaged by birth thru his parents, n fortunately for him to someone he truly loves

"Ah, you were not?"

Neville: I...were not what?

"Engaged from birth?"

Neville: *shakes his head* Nope. Nvr had the luxury for that. U knw who did Harry end up engaged to?

"Indulge me."

Neville: Only the most desirable man in Hogwarts: Cedric Diggory

"I see the most desirable man right here."

Neville: *grins* I heard there was a scandal involved where this girl Cho Chang tried to make Cedric hers by getting him drunk, then got both her n him naked in bed, faking a sex affair. It wasn't pretty. Things a woman would do

"Yes, they do." He leaned back.

Neville: But it's all good in the end *gulps dwn another glass of wine* They're set to be married as soon as Harry graduates

"But you are still in love with him?"

Neville: A little. But what's the use? It's unrequited as usual. I'm happy just to knw he's happy * helps himself to another glass*

"I am glad." He was still sipping his first glass.

Neville: *doesn't realize it but whenever he's upset, he eats, n wen alcohol is present, he drinks. He has already gone for his 6th glass without knwing*

"Neville enough." He took the nearly empty bottle away.

Neville: *frowns, the alcohol bringing a healthy tint to his cheeks* What? I'm thirsty

"Then drink water."

Neville: That *points at the bottle* tastes better

"No."

Neville: *scowls, stands up abruptly n stomped out of the restaurant without a word. It's a wonder he could still navigate, wat with him bad at holding his liquor*

Kingsley left some money and went after him. "Neville."

Neville: *stomps away, stumbling a little*

"Neville." He called after him.

Neville: Go away, leave me alone!

"Why so you can wonder around?"

Neville: No, so I can fucking get away frm u n not be treated as a child!! All my life I've been ignored, ridiculed n told even by my own grandmother that no one, NO ONE, will ever expect anything great frm me! I've been taken advantage of n told to do this, do that all my life, n now ur ordering me ard?! I FUCKING HATE IT!! *thanks to the alcohol, it had loosen his tongue, making him say things his subconscious mind had always wanted him to say, venting out his bottled anger*

"That is how life is. Do you think I can make all the desitions? I can't I have to answer to alot of people." He frowned. "I just don't want to get too drunk."

Neville: *takes a deep breath, then lunged forward n gave Kingsley a sock with a right hook before falling onto his knees n sobbed* I hate my life *buries his face in his hands* I fucking hate my life...I hate myself...

Kingsley knelt down. "Let me take you away from that life. I want to keep ypu safe from everything."

Neville: I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry... *sobs in his arms*

"Shh, shh. Would you like to go home?"

Neville: *nods, not realizing that right hook outburst just now had loosen his clothes a little, showing off a bit of his shoulders*

Kingsley found himself looking at that patch. He shook his head. ~No I can't.~

Neville: *clung onto him, the lips he loved so much just briefly brushed his neck as his sobs eased dwn*

Kingsley stiffled a moan. "There, there. I'm sorry."

Neville: I'm...sorry I hit u... *leaned evn closer, his lips literally touching his neck*

"It's ok. You didn't even hurt me." He chuckled.

Neville: *looks up at him n smiles wat his intoxicated mind thought was a grateful smile bt in reality it screamed "Fuck me"*

0_0 ~Dear god, no. I can't.~ He picked him up and walked to an alley before apperating to his bedroom.

Neville: *falls plop on the floor, the apperation was the clothes' undoing as it revealed more skin than it should*

"Dear god." he laid Neville on the bed, then kelt over him kissing his lips.

Neville: *feels Kings' lips on him n instinctively responded, kissing him bk*

Kingsley kept kissing him, undoing the rest of the shirt to feel that peedle soft skin. "Neville."

Neville: *returned his kisses, trying to follow his pace. His breath hitched n let out a pleasurable whine as he felt Kings' hands on him*

Kingsley tailed kisses down his jaw to his neck, nippling on it then sucked hard creating a mark.

Neville: Mmh...Yes... *his hands wrapped ard Kings' neck, his crotch rubbed against the bigger man's thigh*

That sentation was like a bucket of cold water on his head. He pulled away. This was not his Neville. His Neville would shy away from even a tiny kiss.

Neville: *his eyes intoxicated, gazing questioningly at Kings* Wh...Wht's wrong...?

"You sleep. I have work to do." He got up and walked to the fire place before throwing the powder in and going to his office.

Neville: *whined* Oh, Harry... *drops dwn, finally succumbing to sleep*