CHAPTER 42
Kingsley paced his office. His heart ached for Neville. It was the damn liquor.
Neville: *snores, dreaming abt getting it on with Harry*
By the morning Kingsley had fell asleep at his desk.
Neville: *woke up the next day to find Kings not in his room. He was a little worried at first, bt then saw Floo powder residue on the fireplc n guessed he's at the office. Took some potions for hangover, had a light breakfast n floo-ed into the office to see Kings sleeping at his desk. Goes ovr to shake him* Shacklebolt. Shacklebolt, wake up
Kingsley shot up. Neville could see tear tracks that had dried. "Longbottom." He rubbed his face. "Get my coffee." He said rather brisk.
Neville: *pulled his hand away at Kings' abrupt awakening* Umm...OK *went to make Kings' coffee*
Kingsley trasfigured his clothes and went to his private bathroom to wash his face off and brushed his teeth.
Neville: *made Kings' coffee just the way he liked it n placed it on the table, the smell still fresh*
Kingsley sipped it and pulled out a book. "Take this book back to Sirius and tell him I don't need it any more."
Neville: *looks at it* Small Pets' Handbook? Were u thinking of getting a pet, Shacklebolt?
"No." He said going to his desk. "Hurry up. I have a lot of work that needs to be signed."
Neville: *frowns a little before going off to Sirius' office to pass him the book*
Kingsley got the papers ready for Neville to take to vorious others.
Neville: *comes bk* I gave it bk. He doesn't look too pleased tho
"Hm." He had the papers out on his desk. "These go to the head of the Auror department. Two he ha to sign then be brought back. The other stays. Then the first one goes to Sirius and I need his sigiture then bring them back." He pushed the paper's in his hands.
Neville: *frowns at Kings' sudden attitude n took the papers* Whatever you say, ~sir~ *walks out of the room*
Kingsley took a breath now that Neville was out of the room. He was not going to be a subsitute for other.
Sirius: *knocks on the door*
"Come in."
Sirius: Hey, Kingsley *sees the man's dark look* Gee, I can see why Longbottom said u looked like u got up frm the wrong side of the bed*
"Shut it, Black. I am not in the mood."
Sirius: Ah, so we're going on last name basis now, huh? Care to tell me what's wrong?
"He kissed me back. The one time he kisses back and he is drunk!" He slambed his hand down. "I give up on him."
Sirius: And how exactly did he get drunk?
"I took him out for his birthday and he drank too much."
Sirius: So technically it's ur fault *said flatly*
"Yes." He sighed. "I can't be with him if the only time I can touch him is when he is drunk. I have to move on."
Sirius: And you're giving up on him so easily just because of one failure? I don't remember you being a quitter
"Last night I nearly raped him." He stood up. "For his birthday I almost gave him the gift of rape"
Neville: *had wanted Sirius to sign the papers bt he wasn't in his office. He returned to the office to hear Sirius chatting with Kings n was abt to enter wen he heard wat Kings said* ~What...?~
Sirius: Well, why didn't you? It was a perfect chance. For all we knw, he might be giving u a chance
"And wake up in the morning to his look of sheer horror? I have never once took something against there will. He is not a slave, like yours. He is person. He has a free mind. God." He leaned against his book case, gripping his chest. "I can't breath." He was having a full blown panic attack.
Sirius: Hey, hey, easy... *was abt to get up to help him wen Neville barges in*
Neville: Shacklebolt *rushes to him in tops speed, holding him close*
"Ba..g" He wheezed and point to his desk. In the top draw was a paper bag.
Neville: *accio-ed it ovr before Sirius could get it, then brought it over Kings' mouth* Breathe, Shacklebolt. Breathe
Sirius: *feeling a little out of plc* A...Anything I can do?
Neville: *in full serious mode* You can help me hold teh bag ovr his mouth for a while *waited until Siri did so before rushing to the cabinet n took out a jar that read Mint Tea, made a mug of it n brought it to Kings in a flash* Drink. Now.
By the time Neville came back he was breathing was coming back to normal. He tried to sipp it but chocked and coughed. "No one." He panted. "Is to...ever...know about....this."
Sirius: My lips are sealed
Neville: Just drink slowly, Shacklebolt. Your secret's safe with me
Sirius: *smiles, seeing tht there is no plc for him here at the moment n silently left*
Kingsley sipped it slowly, his body coming back to normal and feel sluggish.
Neville: Why have u not told me u get panic attacks? U could've died of asphyxiation
"And let the wizarding world know their leader is weak? No." His eye lids where dangously low. "I usually can handle them on my own."
Neville: *rolls his eyes* Yeah, u seem to handle it rather well *sarcasm* Finish the tea n lie dwn on the couch. I'll hold all ur calls n meetings for now
"No. I can do it." he tired to stand up and ended up falling onto his hands and knees.
Neville: *his face in serious mode as he put him on the couch* Lie dwn. Now
Kingsley blinked at him but did as he was told. He closed his eyes falling asleep almost at once.
Neville: *made sure he was asleep before making all holds on calls n meetings*
Kingsley turned over and called out Neville's name.
Neville: *thought he was being called for an errand bt saw he was talking in his dream, though he couldn't help bt squat there staring at the way Kings slept, smiling to himself*
"Please be with me." He mummbled. "He doesn't love you, like I do."
Neville: *blushed at upon hearing that* ~Is he...talking to me...?~
Kingsley wimppered in his sleep like he was crying. "Neville...."
Neville: *sighs, then remembers wat he said to Sirius abt not taking him against his will* ~I guess...it wouldn't hurt giving him a chance. He's been so nice to me...~ *strokes Kings' head* Shh...It's OK...
Kingsley seemed to quite down, at the warmth.
Neville: *smiles sadly* ~Oh well, like Oliver Wood said, "If you can't love the one u want, love the one u're with"~ *chuckles to himself*
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