Cut for mentions of slash:
It was late, after the first teacher-approved DA meeting (properly changed to Defense Association at Dumbledore's behest), and Harry was in the Gryffindor commons, watching the fire from one of the arm chairs while he absently worked on a report for Charms. 'The End or the Means?' was the topic; completely subjective, Professor Flitwick admited, but the only way they could get a bad mark was failing to properly support the side they chose.
He looked up at the sound of his name and saw Neville. "Hey, Nev-" he broke into a huge yawn before he could control it. "God, sorry...s'late, you know? What are you doing up, still?" He slid his fingers under his glasses and rubbed his eyes.
"Couldn't sleep," Neville said, sitting next to Harry with a rather nervous look on his face, like he was planning something he wasn't sure he ought to do. He perched stiffly, hands shaking and cheeks flushed. They chatted casually, talking about the DA and the new Defense teacher, and it took Harry's exhausted brain several minutes and three almost-stutters to realize he was being seduced. It wasn't long after that the commons was completely empty.
Harry Potter
Note: Neither this or any of the drabbles I post here have any bearing on what the other characters in the community do. I know that's probably really obvious, but I just wanted to make sure it was understood.
I'd like to appologize for being invisible for the last few weeks. Several deadlines all came on me at once and I got rather burried under them. At the moment, I've still got two deadlines hanging over my head, so I won't be all that active now, either, but I wanted to let anyone who might be wondering why I haven't gotten back to them why.