Liar Liar (Neville/Luna, G) Title: Liar Liar Pairing: Neville/Luna, "Rolf" Word Count: 100 Rating: G Challenge: Written for neville100's prompt #94: Neville and his women Disclaimer: I am neither J.K. Rowling nor any of the corporations to which she has licensed her creation.
"Oh yes, Snorcacks. Grandfather and I saw a herd in Sweden. The photographs didn’t come out...."
Neville made to intervene—that grifter who pretended to be Newt Scamander's grandson had cornered Luna at the Ministry Ball, and had broached the subject of a future supposed expedition, in which Luna would be invited to "invest." Fortunately, Luna glanced in Neville's direction, and, making eye contact, winked to signal that she knew quite well "Rolf" was a fraud.
Nonetheless, Neville joined them. "Care to dance?"
"Love to." Luna proceeded to polka energetically—to a slow waltz—and Neville smiled and followed suit.