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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Cho was slicing garlic bread in the kitchen while Neville hovered over the stove cooking spaghetti. Slicing bread was the only cooking chore Neville seemed to trust her with even thought her culinary skills had improved somewhat in the years they'd been married.
Fromthe dining room, Cho could hear her middle daughter arguing with Frankie about setting the table.
"You do promise to be nice, don't you?" Cho asked in a hushed tone to her husband. "This means a lot to Allie."
"I said I would," Neville replied.
"Good," Cho said smiling at him. "Because if you do, you'll be rewarded later tonight..."
Neville smiled at her. "Is that a promise," he asked, leaving the spaghetti for a moment.
"Definitely," she said kissing him. "So you should be on your best behaviour."
"Right," he gave her another kiss. "I'll try. But I can't help feeling uncomfortable with this."
Cho rolled her eyes. "Why? Allie and Jon have been together for almost two years."
"That's not the point," Neville replied. "I still think she's too young for this sort of relationship. Now she's going on about being in love."
"They're just going out," Cho told him. "Allie's a responsible girl."
"I realise that," Neville replied. "But you were there at Chiaki's when she said she and Jon are in love. When people are in love they do things they wouldn't normally do."
"They do, but Allie's a good girl," Cho argued. "And I trust her."
Neville nodded. "I do too but..." he sighed as he stirred the spaghetti again. "I won't get into this now."
"Neville," Cho started, but she could tell talking about it more would only get him upset and that was the last thing they needed.
"Chiaki's here!" Frankie sang out making a run for the door.
Allison grinned as her sister came in with Toshio. "Hey you guys," she said.
"Hi, Allie," Chiaki said hugging her sister. "How you holding up?"
"I'm fine," she replied.
"It's going to be great," Chiaki said reassuringly.
"Yeah, Allie," Toshio said squeezing her shoulder. "If I can make it through the family dinner, I think Jon will, too."
"I hope so," Allison answered as their doorbell rang again. "Ooh he's here." she raced towards the front door.
Jon smiled at her as she opened the door. "I don't think I was this nervous when I took my NEWTs."
"It's okay," she said, smiling at him. "I'm glad you're here."
"So am I," he said kissing her on the forehead. He wanted to kiss her properly, but figured this wasn't the place. She looked so beautiful in her pale pink dress that hugged her curves.
"I came straight from work," he apologised. "Uncle Fred kept teasing me about tonight."
"I bet he did," she replied. "They seem to enjoy that sort of thing don't they?" Allison giggled as they went into the sitting room.
"Alright Jon?" Chiaki asked smiling at him. She could tell he was nervous and she wished she could tell him that he didn't have anything to worry about.
"Yes," Jon nodded. "Thanks for having me over."
"It's our pleasure," Cho said smiling reassuringly at him.
Jon sat down on the sofa next to his girlfriend, making sure there was at least an inch between them.
"Something smells really good," Jon said.
"Dad made his world famous spaghetti," Allie said.
"And it's almost ready," Neville said, joining them. "Hello Toshio, hello Jonathan."
"Mr. Longbottom," Jon said with a nervous smile. He stood up to shake his hand.
"How are you?" Neville asked.
"I'm good," Jon said. "I-I really appreciate you inviting me over. It's not like I've not eaten with your family before, of course, but you know I was...I-I think I'll just be quiet now."
Neville smiled at him and sat next to his wife. "How are the newlyweds?" he focused his attention on Toshio and Chiaki.
"Blissfully happy," Chiaki said dreamily.
"As newlyweds should be," Cho grinned at her daughter.
"She's not even getting upset at the things I usually do that annoy her," Toshio said with a laugh.
"Like what?" Neville asked, laughing as well.
"I drank out of the orange juice carton this morning," Toshio admitted. "She hates that. But this morning, she just told me how adorable I was..."
Everyone laughed as Chiaki gave her husband a kiss.
"He'll probably be getting on my nerves again soon, but right now I love every single thing about him," Chiaki gushed.
"Have I mentioned that I have--," Frankie broke in.
"Francesca," Cho said smiling at her youngest daughter. "We know all about the countdown, sweetheart. You don't have to remind us every hour."
"Fine," Frankie crossed her arms and sat back on the sofa.
"Allie?" Chiaki asked. "Are you excited about your last year at Hogwarts?"
Allison nodded. "It'll be fun to be a seventh year," she said, leaning against Jon.
"I'm going to miss her," Jon said softly. "I've kind of gotten used to having her around."
Allison grinned at him. "Me too," she agreed.
"Allison won't have much free time," Neville said coolly. "She'll have to really apply herself this year."
Allison looked back at her father. "My grades have been fine Dad," she said. "I'm near the top of the class."
"She certainly helped me out," Jon said squeezing Allison's hand. "I don't think I'd have done so well last year if she'd not helped me out like she did."
"Yes well you'll have to work extra hard if you want to be the number one," Neville frowned at them.
"Dad, Lizzy's on top of our whole class and I don't think anyone's getting past her," Allison replied. "She's super smart- that's why she's a Ravenclaw."
"Maybe if you didn't have as many distractions," Neville said pointedly looking at Jon. "You'd do much better."
"Dad," Allison knew what he was getting at. "I do just fine."
"She does, sir," Jon said. This wasn't going well at all. "Allie and I spent most of our time together last year studying in the common room."
Frankie laughed, earning a glare from her two sisters.
"I see," Neville replied. "I think I'd better check on dinner."
Cho went with him and Chiaki looked at Frankie. "Way to go, Frankie."
"I'm sorry!" Frankie said. "I didn't realise I was saying something I shouldn't!"
"It's not what you said," Allison hissed. "Why did you have to laugh like that after what Jon said. Thanks to you Dad probably thinks Jon and I made out every night in the common room."
"Fine how about I just not say a word the rest of the night then?" Frankie retorted. "Like you two are doing so much better."
"We'd do just fine if you'd keep your mouth shut," Allison said hotly.
"Dinner's ready," Cho called out to them.
Allison squeezed her boyfriend's hand. "It's going to be fine Jon. Just let my dad take the lead in conversation."
"Right," Jon said forcing a smile.
Allison gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "For luck," she whispered. "I love you."
"I love you," he whispered back.
"Okay," she squeezed his hand as they went into the kitchen and sat down next to each other.
"How are Ron and Luna?" Cho asked Jon. "I hate that they couldn't join us last night at Chiaki's."
"They're good," Jon said. "My mum's starting on another book so that takes up a great deal of her time."
"She's such a great writer," Chiaki said. "We still have that old article she wrote about Uncle Harry and Aunt Hermione."
"We're all really proud of her," Jon said. "But she's always stopping by the flat or sending us owls to check on us, too. And Nana's always sending food over for Josh and me. I think she's afraid we'll go hungry."
"Has she made you any of those fantastic chocolate and peanut butter biscuits lately?" Allison asked.
Jon nodded. "And I managed to hide some away for you. If I hadn't, Josh would have eaten them all."
Allison grinned. "You are the best."
"I've got to look out for my girl," Jon said squeezing her hand under the table.
Neville grunted. "Jonathan, what are you doing now that you're out of school?"
"I-um, well I'm working with my uncles for now," Jon stammered. He suddenly felt as if he was being interrogated. "But what I really want to do is teach flying."
"Do you?" Neville actually seemed interested. "Flying teacher as in something like Hogwarts or more private lessons?"
"Either or," Jon replied. "At this point, I'd take anything."
"I see," Neville took another helping of spaghetti.
"But you know, I'm still young," Jon continued. "I want to keep my options open."
"That sounds like a good idea," Cho smiled at him.
"I suppose," Neville interjected. "But if you plan on making any sort of future for yourself then you should find something steady."
"I'm only 17, Mr. Longbottom," Jon said and from the look on his face, he knew that this was the wrong thing to say. "I, um, well I have loads of time to find what I want to do."
Neville opened his mouth to retort but closed it when he saw the look on his wife's face.
"Dad Jon will find something," Allison was growing upset. "He's very smart and has lots of talents."
"It's okay, Allie," Jon said trying not to get upset himself. Everything he seemed to say was wrong.
Toshio gave him a sympathetic glance. "It's too bad you're not a dancer," he tried to tease and lighten the atmosphere.
"Yeah," Jon said with a laugh, thankful for Toshio's attempt to make things better. "I'm not that bad at parties and weddings, but it isn't something I'd take up for a living."
"I remember when Luna tried to get you and Josh in for lessons," Cho laughed. "I think you were about what, four, five?"
"I don't remember," Jon said grinning at her. "I think I may have tried to block that out."
"I'm sure you weren't that bad," Allison giggled.
"He was sort of a goof off even then, wasn't he?" Neville asked Cho.
"Dad!" Chiaki exclaimed as a hush fell over the table.
Jon's face turned bright red as he stared down at the table.
"What?" Neville asked innocently. "Ron and Luna talked about how he never wanted to do his homework. How he used to skive off lessons at school."
"I'm past all that," Jon said quietly. "That was earlier on when I was at Hogwarts."
"Some people have a harder time applying themselves is all," Neville commented.
Jon didn't see how he could sit here anymore and take this. "I, um, I'm sorry, but I think I should go."
"No, Jon." Allison said. "Please don't leave."
"I'm not very hungry, Al," Jon said apologetically. "I'll talk to you later, okay?" He stood up. "Thank you for inviting me..."
"But Jon..." Allison protested.
"I'm sorry," he said leaning down and kissing her cheek before walking out of the room. A few moments later, they heard the front door shut behind him.
"How could you do that?" Allison cried. "How could you say those things to him?"
"I didn't say anything out of sorts to him," Neville said. "That boy has no ambition, Allison. I'm just glad that he's not going to be at Hogwarts this year so you'll..."
"I'll be FINE!" Allison snapped. "He has PLENTY of ambition and you would know that if you took one minute to talk to him and not ridicule his past ways."
"Allison..." Cho said trying to calm her daughter. "Sweetheart, your father shouldn't have said those things...."
"I don't apologise for what I said," Neville said pushing back from his chair. "If you'll excuse me, I'm not all that hungry either..."
"I'm not either," Allison pushed her plate away. "Mum is it okay if I go to Lizzy's tonight? I don't want to stay here." she cast her father an angry glare.
"Sure," Cho replied. "Go on ahead, love."
"Thank you," Allison brushed past Neville and ran to her bedroom.
"Dad, that was out of line," Chiaki said crossing her arms.
"I don't think so," Neville replied. "He's a goof and he's not good enough for Allie. Not at all."
Chiaki just shook her head. "You know what? I'm not hungry anymore, either. Come on, Tosh. Let's go home."
"Right love," Toshio kept quiet as he got up.
"Can I stay at your house tonight?" Frankie asked.
"Sure," Chiaki said with a smile at her younger sister. "Let's go and pack you a bag."
"Okay," Frankie replied. "Is that okay Mum?"
"Yes," Cho said. "If it's okay with your sister, it's okay with me. In fact, I wish I could go with you."
"Very funny Cho," Neville replied coolly.
"Are you happy now?" Cho asked him when they were alone. "You managed to run off all three of our daughters. How could you say those things to Jon, Neville?"
"Because I think they're true," Neville snapped. "And before you start on that bullshit about him being our friend's son that's the only reason I let them go out in the first place! He's not the one for her and you know it."
"That's not for us to decide," Cho retorted as the front door slammed. "Like it or not, Neville. She loves him. He loves her. I know it's hard to see her grow up, but she's a good girl, Neville. She's not going to do anything or let someone talk her into something she isn't ready for. We raised her better than that. You really hurt her tonight and Jon, too. I-I can't look at you right now..."
With that, she brushed past him and went upstairs.
"Cho," Neville raced after her. "I only want what's best for her."
"After tonight, I'm not so sure," Cho said icily, closing the bedroom door behind her.
Neville tried to open it but she'd locked it and his wand was inside on the nightstand. "Cho open the door." he knocked.
"Good night, Neville," she said turning off the lamp and lying down on the bed.
Neville scoffed. "You know I'm right."
"I hope that being right keeps you warm tonight on the sofa," Cho retorted.
"Let me in Cho," Neville said. "I want to talk to you about this and I'm not doing it from out here."
Cho sighed and got to her feet. She opened the door.
"Okay..."
Neville stepped inside. "Thank you," he said, grabbing his wand and putting it in his pocket.
"Do you even care that she ran out of here in tears, Neville?" Cho asked him.
"Of course I do," Neville said. "I can't help it though. It's an intuition. I just don't think he's right for her."
"Neville, they're not bloody getting married!" Cho said. "They're just two teenagers dating. They're doing what two kids do---they go out, they snog. Allison's not doing anything wrong, Neville."
Neville shook his head. "She's too serious for her age."
"If you keep this up, you're going to alienate her, Neville," Cho said her tone much softer. "She's going to think that we don't trust her or value her opinion. Have a little faith in her. That's all I'm asking."
He sighed. "I just hate seeing her grown up Cho. It was hard for me when Chiaki started dating too."
"You were never this bad with Toshio or any of her boyfriends," Cho argued.
"I wasn't?" Neville asked.
"You certainly never openly insulted them at the dinner table," Cho replied.
"I was a bit out of line wasn't I?" Neville asked after a few minutes.
"Yes," Cho said, glad that he was finally seeing the light. "And I think you should go and see him tomorrow morning and apologise."
"I can't," Neville replied. "I have to be at the office early tomorrow." he got up. "Maybe I'll Floo over right now."
"Let's clean up the kitchen first," Cho said kissing him on the cheek. "And then you can go clean up the mess you made with Jon."
"Okay," Neville smiled at her. "You're the only one that I listen to sometimes you know that?"
"It's a curse and a blessing," she said taking his hand and leading him back downstairs.
**********
Jon hadn't been home five minutes when Allison had knocked on his door. He'd been set to apologise for walking out when he'd seen the tears in her eyes.
"It's okay, Al," Jon said hugging her to him. "It'll be okay."
"He was so horrible," Allison buried her face in his shoulder. "I don't know why he's doing this."
"I was a bit of a goof off," he admitted. "Until a certain someone came along..."
"Right," Allison smiled tearfully up at him. "And they say guys don't change."
"I'm glad you're here," he said wiping a tear from her cheek. He leaned in and kissed her softly. "I wanted to do that when I walked in your house. You look amazing, Allie. You always do."
"Thank you Jon," she said, kissing him back. "I don't know why he can't see how much I love you."
"He will," Jon said. "He just needs time is all. And I'm not going anywhere. Are you?"
"No way," Allison said.
"Can you stay tonight?" he asked her, before kissing her again. "We have the place all to ourselves. Josh is with Lizzy."
"I planned on it," Allison replied, her arms around his neck. "Told my parents I was going to Lizzy's which basically means I'm here."
"I should really thank Anna and Luke for letting her have their old place," Jon said with a laugh.
"Right," Allison replied. "And I bet they don't care that Josh spends the night all the time."
"They don't know," Jon said. "At least I don't think they do..."
Allison sat down on the sofa in front of the fireplace. "I don't understand any of this," she said.
Jon sat down beside her. He wrapped her up in his arms. "I don't either. I've known your dad forever, Allie. He liked me until you and I started dating. I'm the same person I always was."
"I know you are," Allison replied. "That's why I don't understand this. It's not as if I picked some idiot off the street. It's you Jon."
"I'm just the idiot you've known all your life," he joked, trying to make her smile. "The same idiot who used to make a fool out of himself so you'd notice him."
Allison kissed him. "You're my favourite idiot in the whole world," she said softly. "And the only idiot I ever want to be with."
Jon laughed. "That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me."
Allison smiled back at him. "I love you Jon."
"I love you," he whispered running his hands through her hair. "I can't wait until you can move in here with me."
"I'm counting down the days," she said, leaning in so her forehead touched his.
"And I've asked for the weekend of your birthday off," Jon said softly. "We'll do whatever you want to do. Hopefully, it will fall on a Hogsmeade weekend, but if it doesn't...I'll find someway to be with you on that day."
"I hope so too," Allison replied as he pulled her hair out of its ponytail.
His hand brushed her cheek. "You're the best thing in my life, Allie. I hope you know that."
"You're the best thing in mine," she whispered.
He gently pulled the straps of her dress down and kissed one shoulder and then the other.
Allison helped him pull the dress off and he tossed it to the floor, his shirt flying on top of it. He started a fire in the fireplace even though it was already quite warm in the room.
They fell back onto the sofa as Jon kissed her. "Allie, I need you....so much."
"I need you too," she said as he pulled away and attacked her neck with his lips.
Light from the fire illuminated her skin and her eyes and Jon didn't remembered when he'd ever seen her look more beautiful than she did at that moment.
"Kiss me," she said, running her hands over his bare shoulders.
Jon smiled down at her and then kissed her as she'd asked.
Soon enough they were naked underneath the blanket that Jon pulled off the back of the sofa. Allison was glad that Josh was down in Lizzy's apartment for then she didn't have to worry about keeping her cries quiet.
"Allie," he murmured as he kissed her and she ran her fingers up and down his back, pulling him closer, deeper.
"Jon," she purred. "Harder..."
Jon didn't know what it was, but he couldn't get enough of her. He pressed further into her.
"Ohhh..." she breathed. "Jon..."
Jon let out a deep, guttural moan and collapsed against Allison, emotionally and physically spent.
She was panting, her whole body slick with sweat as she clung to her boyfriend. "That was..."
"Unbelievable," Jon whispered kissing her forehead.
"Yeah," Allison replied, seeking out his lips. "Sometimes I can't believe how much I love you."
Jon smiled as she rested her head on his chest. "I feel the same way about you and then I can't believe that you love me back."
"Well I do," Allison said as he stroked her hair. "It's just such a... big feeling. Like there's so much of it you know?"
"I do know," he said. He laughed. "Do you know what's funny? We knew each other for such a long time. And you probably don't remember this, Al, but I will never forget it. Do you remember your first night at Hogwarts? When you were sorted?"
"Vaguely," Allison replied. "I just remember being terrified sitting in front of the whole school. And I kept wishing the whole time that I'd get put in Gryffindor."
"And you walked up there and sat down and I looked at you. I don't know. It was almost like I was seeing you for the first time. And you saw me and you smiled. You were the first girl I actually thought was pretty."
"I was?" Allison grinned- she knew this already but she liked hearing it from him.
"Yes," he said turning a bit red. "And I didn't know how to act around you after that. And then after my fourth year, do you remember when we all said goodbye at Kings' Cross?"
"Yeah," Allison said. "It was the first time you guys would leave for Ireland instead of just staying there in London with the rest of us."
"You have Josh a hug and then you gave me one," Jon said. "And I don't know what it was but you were all I could think about that summer."
Allison laughed. "I had that effect on you," she teased.
"Which is why I came back to school being an obnoxious arse whenever you were around," he said with a laugh.
"An obnoxious arse that completely won me over," Allison said softly.
"Finally," Jon teased.
"Hey," Allison grinned. "You know I didn't realise that you were doing all that because you fancied me."
"Yeah," Jon said smiling shyly at her. "I never in a million years thought you'd fancy me, too."
"Well... I didn't until we got to Hillsdale." Allison replied, turning a bit red. "You were just being so sweet and attentive... I couldn't help falling in love." she gave him a little kiss.
"Well being obnoxious and loud wasn't really working for me before, was it?" he asked with a laugh.
"Well I definitely noticed you," Allison giggled. "But I didn't think you were doing all that because you fancied me."
"And you fancied Josh at the time," he said tickling her side to let her know that he didn't feel any insecurity over that now.
"Right," she laughed. "That seems like such a long time ago."
"It was," Jon said. "And now you're with me and that's all that matters, Allie."
She smiled at him. "That's right," she replied softly.
Jon pulled an arm protectively around her and felt himself drifting off to sleep.
Allison was also almost asleep when she heard a loud angry voice cut into her dreams.
"ALLISON CATHERINE LONGBOTTOM!" Neville's voice boomed, startling both Jon and Allison awake.
"Dad?" Allison blinked. "What... what are you doing here?"
"I imagine I could ask the same of you," Neville said dusting himself off. "I thought you were staying at Lizzy's."
"It's not what you think, Mr. Longbottom," Jon started to explain, holding Allison down because they were both naked under the blanket.
"Oh it's not?" Neville snapped. "Get out from under there Allison."
"I can't," Allison said, her eyes darting around for her dress.
Jon tried to calm his girlfriend, but he was just as nervous. "Can you at least give us a few minutes, Mr. Longbottom...to get..."
Neville shook his head disgustedly and walked away.
"Oh no," Allison whispered with tears in her eyes.
"It'll be okay, Al," Jon said knowing he didn't sound convincing. "It'll be okay." He handed Allie her dress.
Allison pulled it on over her head and grabbed for the rubber band she'd used on her ponytail. Jon sat next to her and put his arm over her shoulders as Neville stalked back in.
"To think I actually came over here to apologise to you," Neville said glaring at him.
"Well..." Jon said nervously. "This would be bad if Allison and I didn't love each other but we do."
"Right," Neville said dismissively. "So I take it this isn't the first time you've been together like this, right? All those times we trusted you, Allison. All those times you said you were staying with Lizzy and this was where you were the entire time..."
"Dad," Allison said, tears in her eyes. "I know I didn't tell you the truth but--"
"But what Allison?" Neville interjected. "You want me to believe he's such a great bloke, eh? He's encouraged you to lie to your parents. You've been sneaking around..."
"That's not true, Mr. Longbottom," Jon interjected.
"I'm not sneaking around," Allison replied. "And Jon hasn't made me do anything, especially lie to you or Mum."
Neville just shook his head. "You never did any of this until you started seeing him, Allison."
"If you would only accept the fact that I'm with him I wouldn't have to do things like this!" Allison exclaimed. "You liked him fine before he and I got together and now that I told you we're in love you're holding this stupid grudge."
"I'm not holding a grudge," Neville said defensively. "Allison, you're 16 years old. That's way too young to be doing things like this. But, I don't hold you responsible for this. He took advantage of you..."
"Wait just a minute," Jon said getting to his feet. "I understand you're upset but it's not like that. If you'd just listen to us instead of getting angry, we could try and make you see."
"I don't see anything." Neville glared at the young man.
"Dad please stop this," Allison pleaded. "Jon hasn't taken advantage of me, not ever."
"He won't get the chance to again," Neville said. "Get your things, Allison. We're leaving."
"I'm not going anywhere," Allison replied defiantly.
"This isn't open for discussion," Neville said firmly. "You're coming home with me. And you're not to see Jon again."
Allison's eyes widened. "You can't stop us from being together." her voice shook.
"Mr. Longbottom, please," Jon implored him. "Don't do this."
"Please Daddy," Allison said.
"Get your things," Neville said shortly. He glared coldly at Jon. "You stay away from Allison Jonathan."
"I can't do that," Jon said. "I won't..."
"You will because you have no say in this," Neville said. "Allison, get your things. I'm not going to ask you again."
Allison realised that if she had any hope of turning him around, she'd better go with her father now. If anything, she'd at least have her mother on her side and she always been a calming influence on him.
"Yes, Dad," she said quietly slipping into her shoes.
Neville visibly relaxed as his daughter got her things together. "I don't want to see you around my house," he said coldly to Jon.
"Dad," Allison protested. "Please, don't do that. I'll go with you now, but don't do that..."
"Like I said, this is not open for discussion," Neville snapped. "I'm disappointed in you."
"She didn't do anything wrong," Jon argued. When Neville opened his mouth, Jon held up a hand. "I know we lied to you, but we...I don't know what on earth I can possibly say to make you understand."
"There is nothing," Neville replied. "You're a deceiver, Jonathan Weasley. You turned my daughter into a liar. We let you two date casually and this is what you both do." he shook his head. "You can consider this relationship over."
"He didn't turn me into anything, Dad!" Allison exclaimed.
"What do you call me finding you naked under the blankets with him?" Neville asked furiously.
"I call that being close to the person I love most in this world," Allison shot back at him. "You might not want to hear that, but that's the way it is. And I'm not going to stop seeing him. I don't care what you do or what you say. It's not going to change how we feel about each other."
"Out of sight out of mind," Neville replied with a wave of his hand. "You'll be back at school in a few weeks and Dumbledore will make sure that the two of you aren't in contact." he grabbed his daughter's arm. "We're leaving."
"Allie," Jon said reaching for her other hand. "I'll..."
"Don't you touch her," Neville snapped.
"Jon please," Allison said as tears fell from her eyes. "I'll find a way all right?"
"Okay," Jon relented, letting go of her. "I love you, Allie."
"I love you too Jon," Allison said as her father tossed floo powder into the fireplace.
"You first," Neville said, folding his arms.
"Fine," Allison said brushing past him.
Neville watched as his daughter disappeared into the flames and then cast Jon one last cold glare before doing the same. Once he tumbled out of his own fireplace back at home, he quickly cast a spell that would keep anyone from entering.
"MUM!" Allison called out. "MUM!"
Cho came hurrying downstairs. She'd been reading when she'd heard the commotion downstairs. "What's going on? I thought you were staying at Lizzy's?"
Neville turned as his wife came into the room. "Do you know where our daughter was?" he asked scornfully. "She was at Jonathan Weasley's flat. Would you like to know what she was doing as well?"
Cho put an arm around Allison who was crying uncontrollably now. "What? What is it, sweetheart?"
"She was having sex," Neville spat disgustedly. "Lying to us for who fucking knows how long now!"
"It wasn't like that, Mum," Allison said wiping the tears from her cheeks. "Dad's making it sound really dirty, but it's not like that..."
"Shagging on a sofa," Neville crossed his arms. "I've always thought we taught you better than that Allison."
"Allison," Cho said quietly. "Is this true? You and Jon have been..."
"It's not like you think!" Allison cried. "What we did wasn't dirty! Jon and I love each other and we're going to be together once I finish school!"
"You lied to us?" Cho asked. "I took up for you, Allison...and for Jon. This whole time you've been having sex? Sweetheart, you're way too young to be doing things like that."
"I'm almost seventeen," Allison replied, upset that her mother seemed to be taking the same stance as her father, albeit much more calmly.
Cho just shook her head. This whole thing brought back too many bad memories from what had happened with Draco. She'd been so stupid that one night and look at what had happened. The last thing she wanted for her daughter was something like that.
"You're not to see him again," Neville snapped. "Ever."
"Dad," Allison said. "You can't do that. Besides, you're friends with his parents. How is it possible that I could never see him again?"
"I'll find a way," Neville replied. "I should have known better than to allow this in the first place."
"What do you expect me to do?" Allison retorted. "Lock myself in my room? Never go anywhere ever again?"
"That's exactly what I expect," Neville said. "You're grounded until you go back to Hogwarts."
A knock on the door interrupted the argument going on and Cho went to answer the door.
Jon knocked again- he could hear voices and he hoped they would let him in and not ignore him.
"Jon," Cho sighed when she saw the young man. "This is not a good time."
"I know, and I'm sorry," Jon apologised. "But if you just hear me and Allie out, you would know that we-"
"What are you doing here?" Neville snarled. "Did I not tell you back at your place that you're not welcome here anymore?"
"Dad stop it," Allison said, tears in her eyes.
"I love your daughter," Jon said firmly. "I'm not about to let her walk out of my life."
"You have no choice in this matter," Neville replied flatly.
Jon looked at Allison who gazed back at him sorrowfully. He wanted nothing more than to go comfort her but knew that would be the least wise of any decision he made at that moment. "Please, please let me talk to you both." He pleaded.
"No," Neville said. "Now get out before I have to throw you out."
Cho retreated back into the sitting room to get Ron. Part of her wanted to hear Jon out and the other half wanted nothing more than to kick him to the curb like her husband wanted to. And as angry as she was at Jon, she was just as mad at her daughter as well.
"I love Allison," Jon was saying. "More than anything else. We're going to move in together once she graduates next year."
"That's right," Allison inched towards her boyfriend.
"What is going on here?" Ron asked, following Cho into the foyer. "Jon what are you doing here?"
"Dad?" Jon asked.
Neville's face screwed into a frown. "You and your son can get out of my house Weasley," he snapped.
"Neville…" Ron looked baffled. "What is going on?"
"Ask your son," Neville barked. "But he's not coming near my daughter, ever again!"
"Please, Mr. Longbottom," Jon said.
Ron followed his son into the sitting room, Allison and Cho behind him. "Will you sit down and tell me what the hell has you so worked up?"
"Your son is shagging my daughter!" Neville shouted angrily. "And he's got her lying to her mother and I about where she is!"
"Dad Jon did NOT force me to lie!" Allison snapped.
"Bullshit," Neville glared at them all.
"Jon, you and Allie are…" Ron's jaw dropped. "Oh Merlin I'm going to be a grandfather. I'm too young to be a grandfather…"
"I'm not pregnant," Allison said softly.
"We've been careful every time," Jon said with a meaningful look at Neville.
"That's not the point," Neville snapped. "I want you both out. Ron, you and your son are no longer welcome here in my house."
"Neville!" Cho said, shocked.
Ron's mouth set in a grim line. "Fine." He snapped. "Come on Jon."
"Allie…" Jon went over to her as she got up but Neville pushed him away.
"Don't you lay a hand on my son!" Ron shouted at Neville.
"Then get the hell out of here!" Neville yelled back.
Allison's eyes were too filled with tears to see her boyfriend and his father Apparate out. With a stricken glare at her parents, she ran for her room and slammed the door behind her.
Jon kicked the edge of the sofa in his sitting room as his father sat down. "I just can't believe this!" he said in frustration.
"Why didn't you tell any of us about this?" Ron asked quietly. "And what even started all this?"
"I went over to the Longbottoms' for dinner," Jon replied, sitting down. "And while we were eating Allie's dad kept taking shots at me."
"About what?" Ron asked.
"About when I used to goof off in school," Jon said. "But that was ages ago Dad. I haven't done that since at least fourth year!"
"I know you haven't," Ron put a hand on Jon's shoulder. "Your mother and I are very proud of you. You've really come a long way since then."
"Thanks," Jon managed a weak smile.
"Things will work out for the best," Ron tried to be encouraging. "You'll see, sooner or later."
"I hope so," Jon didn't seem convinced. "I think I'll go to bed all right? I'll stop by and see everyone tomorrow."
"Maddie will be so excited," Ron grinned. "So will RJ. His Grandpa sent him a train track and he's been dying to put it together."
"Okay," Jon replied. "I'll come by about noon."
"Great," Ron patted his shoulder. "I'll tell everyone."
"Night Dad," Jon headed for his bedroom. He got undressed, tossing his clothes in the corner of his room before falling onto the bed. The sheets were cold and he hated that feeling.
Allison lay on her back, staring at the ceiling as she listened to her parents arguing about what had just taken place. "I hate this," she whimpered, rolling onto her side as she pulled the blankets over her head.