Random idea I came up with when I realized that Neville is awesom! That and Draco can go with almost everyone. Some meantions of child abuse and Draco is so not Draco. I own nothing. Enjoy!

"Draco," George said as I walked downstairs, "I didn't think you'd sleep for very much longer."

"St-Storm," I stuttered out wrapping the blanket tighter around me.

"Yeah. It's really bad. So bad that it's impossible for anyone to come here. Mum, Dad, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, and Harry are staying at the Leaky Cauldron until the storm passes, but it doesn't look like it's going to let up anytime soon."

I let out a soft sigh before making my way to the sink. Truthfully I felt horrible and wanted nothing more then to curl up in a little ball on my bed and stay there, but the idea of being alone was not appealing to me.

"Draco," George said with a worried smile, "Are you alright?"

"N-No," I said softly.

"Would you like some tea?"

"Pl-Please?"

"Go sit in the living room and I'll bring it out to you."

"Geo-George?"

Taking a few steps closer to the older man I waited until he was looking at me before opening my mouth. I tried to figure out what I was going to say, but I didn't know how.

"Th-Thank y-you," I said blushing.

"You're welcome," George said smiling at me, "Now, go sit down."

With a nod of my head I walked back into the living room and looked around. Fred was sitting in the middle of the room surrounded by some projects he and George were working on.

What caught my eye the most though was Neville. He was sitting on the couch with a book in his lap and a piece of parchment laying next to him. He just looked so peaceful.

"Draco," Fred said looking up from his work, "When'd you get up?"

"A…A f-few min-minutes a-ago," I said looking at the floor.

"Couldn't sleep in the storm? Did George tell you about being stuck here?"

"Y-Yes."

Fred nodded his head before getting distracted by something. Sighing I tugged the blanket tighter around me. I had no idea what I was supposed to do right now. Not with Neville here.

"Draco," Neville's shy voice said, "You can sit here if you want."

Nodding my head slightly I slowly made my way to the couch and sat down. I had no idea what I was doing right then. This was Neville Longbottom we were talking about, there was no reason for me to act like this.

Of course, I wasn't acting like myself at all. Or was I? Was this who I was now? Was this who I had always been? I felt so lost lately that I was being to question everything around me.

I sat on the couch in silence focusing only on my hands. As long as I was able to keep to myself then I wasn't going to make a fool out of myself. At least no more then I already had.

"Have you already finished your work?" Neville asked staring at me.

"N-No," I said shaking my head.

"Well, we can work on them together. If you'd like."

I felt my eyes widen when I heard that. Neville wanted to hang out with me? I had made his life horrible when we were in school. Always making fun of him for the littlest of things. Why would he want to talk with me?

As much as I didn't think it was right of me to want this. I couldn't help but want to be around him as much as possible. Maybe now was the perfect time for us to get to know each other.

Of course I was just being insane. There was no way he really wanted to know me. I was worthless and as soon as school started again everyone was going to know how much I had fallen.

"N-No," I said standing up.

"Draco," George said walking in, "You really should do your work."

"N-No."

"Why not?"

"I-I'm no-not go-going b-back."

Everything seemed to freeze when I said that. It was the right choice though. Everyone was going to be worried about what the Slytherin's were going to do with me. It just made more sense for me to stay away.

I hated that it felt like I was letting Fred and George down, but I couldn't think of anything else. Disappearing was going to make it easier on everyone around me. Be better if I had never been born.

"No," George said shaking his head, "You can't just drop out."

"Geo-George," I said with a sigh.

"Why do you want to quit anyway? Aren't you a Slytherin?"

"N-No."

"What? You were separated into Slytherin."

"Ask-Asked to b-be p-put in the-there."

"What house were you supposed to be put into then?"

"Huffle-Hufflepuff."

Looking around the room I saw that everyone was staring at me in shock. I couldn't blame them for that. I wasn't like a normal Hufflepuff, but that was where I was supposed to be.

"You're not dropping out," Fred said standing up slowly, "We'll figure something out, but you're not going to stop out."

"Lo-Look a-at m-me," I said letting my anger out.

"You can't push yourself too hard. You're still trying to figure out who you are."

"W-Who I a-am? I-I'm a g-gay fre-freak w-who c-can't s-say o-one sent-sentence with-without stut-stuttering!"

Falling onto my knees I felt like banging my head against the floor. What was wrong with me? It was like I had lost complete control and that was something I hated more then anything.

"There's nothing wrong with being gay," Neville said softly, "I mean, I'm gay too, Draco."

Looking up at Neville I saw a slight smile come to his lips when he looked at me. He looked at Fred and George before they walked out of the room. What was Neville planning on doing to me?

Once we were left alone Neville sat next to me a comfortable silence fell over us. He gave me another smile before patting the floor next to me. Sighing I did what he said and sat down.

"Fred is right, Draco," Neville said placing a hand on my knee, "You can't just give up and quit going to school. It's not going to be easy, but you'll have Fred and George there. I'm sure Harry, and Hermione will be there for you too. And of course I will."

"Y-You w-will?" I asked feeling slightly hopeful.

"Yes, you're my friend now, Draco. My friends mean everything to me."

A smile came to my lips as I started to think about what he said. Neville wanted to be friends with me and he had said that he was gay. Maybe if I did this right we could start to date each other.

I didn't want to wait though. I wanted to be with Neville for awhile now and the thought of just being friends with him saddened me. What if telling him ended the friendship before it started?

Looking back at him I saw that goofy smile on his lips. The one that made me fall for him to begin with. He looked just so sweet and innocent that I felt myself completely ignore my thoughts.

My hand moved shakily to cup the side of his face. Neville gave me a confused look, but didn't move away from me as I slowly leaned forward and pressed my lips to his.

As soon as my lips touched his I felt myself completely forget everything. I had wanted to do this for so long and the kiss was so much better then I had ever thought it could be.

Soon Neville was kissing back and I felt my confidence slowly start to return. My hand slowly drifted up his side and gripped the back of his head before moving it at a better angle.

Neville's hands pushed past the blanket until they were resting on my hips. He pulled me closer to him as he laid on the floor. Our lips stayed attached as I moved so I was holding myself above him.

Breaking the kiss a moment later I kept myself closer to him letting our pants mix together. I couldn't open my eyes though. I didn't want this to be just some dream or see that he regretted kissing me.

I felt a hand softly caress the side of my face causing my eyes to open slowly. Neville was smiling happily up at me before he moved up and placed his lips against mine once more.

"You're a good kisser," Neville said pulling back.

"I know," I said smiling, "Okay, I don't know that because this is my first kiss, but right now I just want to kiss you so I'll take what I can get."

"I'm glad. Because I don't want you to kiss anyone else. I told you I don't plan on letting you go. You're my boyfriend. Hey, I just noticed something."

"What?"

"You didn't stutter."

END I might revisit. Depends on the reviews I get!