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painedpen · 10 months

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Good Evening Beauties and Gentlebeauties

My name is Ezra, and I go my all pronouns known and unknown to the human race.

I have too many ships happening in my brain at all times, and only some of them have content made about them regularly.

This blog will serve two purposes. The first one is to allow me a place to rant to myself about fictional characters like a drugged up asylum patient. And the other is to hopefully infect others with my rarepairing disease.

All that being said, I’m going to give out a list of pairings that I like just so that weary travelers aren’t taken by surprise.

Danganronpa:

NaeIshiMondo - (Makoto Naegi/Kiyotaka Ishimaru/Mondo Owada)

CelesGiri - (Celestia Ludenberg/Kyoko Kirigiri)

YasuLeon - (Yasuhiro Hagakure/Leon Kuwata)

TokoMaru - (Toko Fukawa/Komaru Naegi)

SakurAoi - (Sakura Ogami/Aoi Asahina)

IkuZono - (Mukuro Ikusaba/Sayaka Maizono)

ChiMichi - (Chihiro Fujisaki/Takemichi Yukimaru)

KotoMuri - (Kotoko Utsugi/Jataro Kemuri)

AyaYuta - (Ayaka Haneyama/Yuta Asahina)

TaiTakOko - (Taichi Fujisaki/Takaaki Ishimaru/Hiroko Hagakure)

SyoNiaKane - (Genocide Syo/Sonia Nevermind/Akane Owari)

KuzuHina - (Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu/Hajime Hinata)

ChiaPeko - (Chiaki Nanami/Peko Pekoyama)

SouDham - (Kazuichi Souda/Gundham Tanaka)

Soapies - (Hiyoko Saionji/Mahiru Koizumi)

BandAid - (Ibuki Mioda/Mikan Tsumiki)

KiIrumaSaiMatsu - (K1-B0/Miu Iruma/Shuichi Saihara/Kaede Akamatsu)

Traffic Lights - (Tenko Chabashira/Angie Yonaga/Himiko Yumeno)

KaiMaki - (Kaito Momota/Maki Harukawa)

RyOnta - (Ryoma Hoshi/Gonta Gokuhara)

KiruKiyo - (Kirumi Tojo/Korekiyo Shinguji)

Demon Slayer:

InoGenZenTan - (Inosuke Hashibira/Genya Shinazugawa/Zenitsu Agatsuma/Tanjiro Kamado)

MuiNezu - (Muichiro Tokito/Nezuko Kamado)

UzuRenWives - (Tengen Uzui/Kyojuro Rengoku/Hinatsuru Uzui/Suma Uzui/Makio Uzui)

MuraGiyuu - (Murata/Tomioka Giyuu)

ObaMitsu - (Obanai Iguro/Mitsuri Kanroji)

SabiMako - (Sabito/Makomo)

ShinoTama - (Shinobu Kocho/Lady Tamayo)

My Hero Academia

KamiDeku - (Denki Kaminari/Izuku Midoriya)

KiriBaku - (Eijiro Kirishima/Katsuki Bakugo)

TodoSeroIida - (Shoto Todoroki/Hanta Sero/Tenya Iida)

HimiTsuChako - (Himiko Toga/Tsuyu Asui/Ochako Uraraka)

TokoYama - (Tokoyami Fumikage/Yuga Aoyama)

MomoJirou - (Momo Yaoyorozu/Kyoka Jirou)

MashiToru - (Mashirao Ojiro/Toru Hagakure)

MinaMei - (Mina Ashido/Mei Hatsume)

MonoShin - (Neito Monoma/Hitoshi Shinsou)

MiriTama - (Mirio Togata/Tamaki Amajiki)

EraserMic - (Shota Aizawa/Hizashi Yamada)

MountMidnight - (Yuu Takeyama/Nemuri Kayama)

ReInko - (Rei Todoroki/Inko Midoriya)

SnowRabbit - (Fuyumi Todoroki/Rumi Usagiyama)

Undertale

CharIskRiel - (Chara/Frisk/Asriel Dreemurr)

NicePants - (Nice Cream Guy/BurgerPants)

PapGore - (Papyrus/Asgore Dreemurr)

SansBy - (Sans/Grillby)

AlphYne - (Alphys/Undyne)

BratCat - (Bratty/Catty)

Tuffet - (Toriel Dreemurr/Muffet)

NapShyren - (Napstablook/Shyren)

Harry Potter

LunArry - (Harry Potter/Luna Lovegood)

RonMione - (Ronald Weasley/Hermione Granger)

BlaNsy- (Blaise Zambini/Pansy Parkinson)

NevInny - (Neville Longbottom/Ginevra Weasley)

GeorgeLina - (George Weasley/Angelina Johnson)

JIly - (James Potter/Lily Evans)

WiseFlower - (Minerva McGonagall/Poppy Pomfrey)

MArthur - (Molly Weasley/Arthur Weasley)

PercIver - (Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood)

FrEe - (Fred Weasley/Lee Jordan)

WolfStar - (Remus Lupin/Sirius Black)

ParVender - (Parvati Patil/Lavender Brown)

Twilight

RoseMettLa - (Rosalie Hale/Emmett Cullen/Isabella Swan)

BlackWater - (Jacob Black/Leah Clearwater)

JaLice - (Jasper Hale/Alice Cullen)

CarlEsme - (Carlisle Cullen/Esme Cullen)

BrEth - (Bree Tanner/Seth Clearwater)

SuLie - (Sue Clearwater/Charlie Swan)

QuiMbry - (Quil Ateara V/Embry Call)

That’s all I got for now. Mind you this is only the romantic pairings. I might update this list as time goes on.

Any questions or requests about these ships are welcome! Just please keep everything respectful.

I would love to hear about your own rarepairs and ships, so drop them all in the comments! Disrespect for my own ships, or anyone else’s ships in the comments, will be deleted.

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overheard-at-hogwarts · 2 years

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Pansy: [to Blaise] Today is a perfect day to belittle our single friends.

#overheard at hogwarts #source: someecards #harry potter #hp #incorrect quotes #incorrect harry potter quotes #incorrect hp quotes #pansy parkinson #blaise zabini #blansy #silver trio

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honeywaldorf · 3 years

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Blaise: Oye, Pansy ¿Te puedo preguntar algo?

Pansy: Ya lo has hecho.

Blaise: ...

Pansy: Sí, Blaise. Anda. Hazme la pregunta.

Blaise: ¿A dónde van los fantas en vacaciones?

Pansy: ¿Los fantasmas van de vacaciones?

Blaise: Esa no es la pregunta que debes de hacer. Tienes que decir "No sé ¿A dónde?"

Pansy: Pero no me interesa saber a...

Blaise: ¡Solo dilo! Va otra vez... ¿A dónde van los fantasmas en vacaciones?

Pansy: ...No sé ¿A dónde?

Blaise: Mali-boo *ataque de risa.*

Pansy: *procesando*

#Pansy Parkinson #Blaise Zabini #Pansy x Blaise #Blansy #Slytherin #Hogwarts #español #Harry Potter #HP #Family Parkinson #Family Zabini

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dylankeeper · 3 years

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*Blaise trying to sing to Pansy and hopefully ask her out*

Blaise: You're insecure, don't know what fo-

Pansy: because society sucks, you bitch, now shut the fuck up before I crucio your ass into the next century for singing so terrible.

Blaise: *cries*

#blaise zabini #pansy parkinson #blansy #blaise and pansy #hp #draco malfoy #slytherin #the silver trio

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blaesus · 4 years

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❝ hand in my hand and we promised to never let go. ❞

💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship

ft. @storiesmade

#pansy parkinson #pansy parkinson aesthetic #blaise zabini #blaise zabini aesthetic #blansy #🐍 ░ ( * STORIES CAN BE TOLD IN THE MOST STRANGEST WAY. & / MEME PROMPTS. )#storiesmade #i need a tag fro pansy for reals #they are such a power couple like im???#blaise would kill for her

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drawlanie-nsfw · 4 years

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round two

uncensored version // original one-shot on ao3

#blansy #dransy #draise #draisy #fanon ship #harry potter lemon #hp lemon #pansy parkinson #draco malfoy #blaise zabini #draco x pansy x blaise #draco x pansy #draco x blaise #pansy x blaise #drawlanie-nsfw

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feliphilia · 1 year

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What I think my favorite harry potter characters would wear to any special occasion:

Part 4 of lightning era:

Blaise Aida Zabini:

Pansy Parkinson:

#harry potter #blaise zabini #pansy parkinson #blaise x pansy #blansy #panini #outfits <3

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ecoamerica · 20 days

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Watch the American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 now: https://youtu.be/bWiW4Rp8vF0?feature=shared

The American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 broadcast recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by active climate leaders. Watch to find out which finalist received the $50,000 grand prize! Hosted by Vanessa Hauc and featuring Bill McKibben and Katharine Hayhoe!

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camelliacats · 4 years

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you're nobody until somebody loves you (1-10/∞)

100-word drabbles for a range of ships. *Requests always welcome! Repeats allowed~*

Chapters 1-10: [FFN] [AO3] | →

Pairings/Characters: Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger, Nymphadora Tonks/Charlie Weasley, Cho Chang/Cedric Diggory, Seamus Finnigan/Dean Thomas, Angelina Johnson/Fred Weasley, Pansy Parkinson/Blaise Zabini, Rodolphus Lestrange/Bellatrix Lestrange, Hannah Abbott/Ernie Macmillan, Michael Corner/Ginny Weasley, & Leanne/Katie Bell

Rating: K

Words: 1,000 collectively

Additional info: romance, slash, femslash, angst, Marauder era, Harry's era, 1st person POV, 2nd person POV, 3rd person POV

Summary: Song by Sammy Davis, Jr., 100-word drabbles by mew. So is unrequited love always unrequited? | Various pairings, eras, etc. Includes het, slash, femslash, cross-gen, next-gen, but nothing too bad. Read it all or only what you like!

1: RonHermione

She's got a terrible intelligence streak, and it irks him to no end. If it weren't for the fact that he and Harry stuck with her after saving her from that troll, Ron's pretty sure that Hermione a) wouldn't have friends and b) would turn into a mini-version of Pince before anyone could say "at least we didn't get expelled."

But now he's pretty sure he's got a crush on Hermione Granger, and Ron has to wonder if that's as bad as it sounds. Because she can't be a Know-It-All all the time, right?

And Ron kind of likes that.

2: TonksCharlie

Before they graduated, Tonks was sure she'd tell him. Maybe the best time would be after his Quidditch practice. No—it'd be better to wait until they successfully hexed those Slytherin jerks into next week. Actually, she'd win the House Cup for Hufflepuff and then maybe snog the dumbfounded expression right off his face. A girl's gotta have something up her sleeve, right?

But then they did graduate. And Charlie seemed to like dragons more than Metamorphmagus girls…oh, well. If he was at least happy, then they could stay best friends, right?

Somebody please tell her it'll be all right.

3: ChoCedric

She'd like to be forgiven for having ever caught his attention.

Cho thought that maybe this Cedric Diggory bloke was out of his mind. He just walked up to her one day and said, "You've got really nice hair."

Nice hair? Really?

Yet she was somehow hooked. Perhaps one of those ridiculous cupids from Madam Puddifoot's had come off the wall and shot them both. Didn't cupids have deadly aim?

The deadliest aim wasn't at their first interaction, though… Cho's eyes turned permanently red when the tournament was over, but what was she thinking?

Did she like or love him?

4: SeamusDean

When Seamus had ridden that boat to the castle, he'd thought that girl with him, Susan, was pretty. Then they'd been Sorted and she'd become a Hufflepuff and he'd become a Gryffindor and she became a random thought in the back of his mind.

Now, in the boys' dormitory, Seamus' chest ached. He had no right to be up here when most of Dumbledore's Army was hiding elsewhere in the castle and he had no idea where Dean was.

He knew something was off with himself when he got that letter from Dean and sighed gladly.

Dean was all right.

5: AngelinaFred

Have you ever given something your all?

Mind, heart, body, and soul?

Have you ever thrown all else aside?

Even forgetting the one thing you wanted to hide?

Have you ever been in love?

Wishing you'd fall off your broom from high up above?

Have you ever thought you'd die, if forced to lie?

Can you keep a straight face, even when he walks at his normal pace?

Can you admit yourself it's a silly little dream, falling for one on your team?

Do you have what it takes to make no mistakes?

Will you ever tell him, Angelina Johnson?

6: PansyBlaise

Pansy had it planned out in her mind: Graduate, marry Draco, have Draco's heirs, see their grandkids kick non-pures' arses, and live happily ever after.

But that was before Draco eyed Astoria Greengrass.

Pansy backpedaled, erasing her thoughts as though she'd used the Vanishing Spell. The only thing was, now what did her future hold? Crabbe and Goyle were disgusting, and Nott was a scoundrel. There was no good man in Slytherin, and she had to wonder if there ever would be.

And, in her plotting, it never occurred to her that Blaise was always listening to her outlandish ideas.

7: RodolphusBellatrix

Is there such a thing as a waking dream?

Rodolphus had always wanted that ruthless Bellatrix Black. She was everything he desired—another rare, exotic thing for him to collect. He could forget his little collection of Dark items that he felt rivaled Borgin and Burkes' if only he could have her.

Then maybe, maybe she'd look his way and realize he'd gladly let her play with him however she wanted. Rodolphus would gladly be her ragdoll.

Good thing purebloods still arranged marriages, otherwise this beauty in his bed and arms doubtful would have ever happened.

So dreams come true.

8: HannahErnie

He's got a song for you, a song, I say. He's got a song for you, thrumming as hard as his torch for you is burning.

He's got a word for you, a word, I say. He's got a word for you, and it's meant only for your ears.

He's got a look for you, a look, I say. He's got a look for you, and he never turns it another's way.

He's got a pace for you, a pace, I say. He's got a pace for you, and it's only to match yours.

He's got a thing for you.

9: MichaelGinny

Michael didn't really see her until she was someone else's. Ginny could be with this boy or that one—and all those times, it were as though Ginny's hair had turned into some kind of flare, always unforgivingly dragging his eyes away from his work.

"Mate, keep your head in the game," Terry scolded as they studied relentlessly for their O.W.L.s. It was so pointless, when Michael could be studying something else that was much more interesting.

Red hair, fiery temper, coffee eyes—she was his caffeine. Now if only he could sample that intoxicating drug…even if only once.

10: LeanneKatie

It's one thing, seeing her stand there. It's another to watch her and feel your pulse quicken, your heart skip a beat, and your mouth go dry. It's yet another to feel this way towards your friend.

It's a whole other can of Flobberworms to feel this way about your female friend.

But as long as Katie is just Katie, why should your abnormal feelings matter? They don't, do they? That's right, they don't. So let Katie recount to you her day and clutch your hand as a chilly breeze gusts through you both…

What's that? Where's that necklace from…?

Remarks for—

Ch1: Off to an excellent start with Ronmione. -w-

Ch8: Sorry for any confusion. This was a look on Hannah/Ernie as told by Susan, Hannah's friend.

Ch10: Perhaps Leanne will say something to Katie after the necklace incident?

Thanks for reading, and feel free to leave an anon/unsigned review via the FFN link or comment via the AO3 link at the top of the post, especially if you enjoyed this!

~mew

2019 note (regarding ch1): It's funny; I still can refer to this as ynusly with some close friends bc we all had so much fun getting me all the way to 100 chapters back in 2011/2012/2013. XD I'm betting most edits for this will be superficial…and I'm hoping so, otherwise one large change could mean having to rewrite a whole drabble. Oh, Godric…what have I embarked on. D:

(regarding ch8): Y'know, despite the confusion, I love the beat of this. XD

And if you want to support ynusly, please swing by its FFN and AO3 versions and consider liking and reblogging these posts on my HariPo fic tumblr!

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drarryruinedme7 · 5 years

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Pansy + Blaise 😏 + Red lipstick 💄 thank you and congrats on the milestone!!

omg darling, thank you so much!! @lettersbyelise I see what you’ve done here. 👀

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Blaise: Pansy, why is your lipstick in the sink?!

Pansy: Mh? What lipstick?

Blaise: I don’t know, it’s red!

Pansy: You know I don’t use red lipsticks.

Pansy: ...must be Draco’s.

Draco: Hey lovelies, have you seen my lipstick?

Blaise: ...

Pansy: ...in the sink, darling.

#chat game #blaise x pansy #blansy #? is this the ship name?#pansy x blaise x draco #poly ship #i love this ship #thanks to you #lovely people #lettersbyelise #<3 #asked and askwered #thank you!

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overheard-at-hogwarts · 6 years

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Blaise: I love you.

Pansy: I don't blame you.

#overheard at hogwarts #source: will & grace #harry potter #hp #incorrect quotes #incorrect harry potter quotes #incorrect hp quotes #blaise zabini #pansy parkinson #blansy

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amiandthechaos · 6 years

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Okay so for Blaise x Pansy x Neville what if Neville works at a flower shop and like one day Blaise comes in to get flowers for Pansy and he thinks Neville’s cute, so he tells Pansy about him and Pansy comes in a few days later and says she needs flowers to send as a “sorry your mum died”. And thus begins Pansy and Blaise’s quest to seduce Neville! Just an idea 🙂

Title: Fourteen Days

Relationship: Blaise x Neville x Pansy

Words: 2.6k

For @hptriadsnet and @quidditchleaguenet valentine’s challenge

“Pansy!” Blaise panted, running over at her from the floo and looking desperately at her, his eyes wild. “What happened?! Is she alright?! Tell me she’s alright!”

Pansy put aside the glass of wine she was holding and held Blaise’s shoulders, trying to steady him. “Blaise-”

“Why didn’t you call me sooner?!”

“Blaise!” she snapped, shaking him once. “What are you talking about?!”

“My mother!” Blaise told her and his voice shook. “What happened to my mother? I was just at the flower shop and-”

“Oh,” Pansy said in realization, dropping her hands from Blaise’s shoulders. “Shit, fuck, I should have told you-” At the confused but still desperate stare from Blaise, she shook her head. “Nothing happened to your mother, Blaise. She’s perfectly alright!”

Blaise seemed to relax a little but continued to frown. “Then why-”

“I was in the shop just flirting with him you know, the usual business.” Pansy grimaced, knowing Blaise wouldn’t find this funny at all.

And indeed, his face fell. “Pansy…” he said slowly, advancing on her as Pansy started taking steps back. “Neville told me you were ordering ‘sorry your mum died’ flowers.”

Pansy nodded, one hand coming up to her mouth so she could nibble at a fingernail nervously. “I just lost track of time, I was in there for a long time, it just made sense that I ordered something!”

Blaise looked near murderous now. “And did it ever occur to you to order something that might not give me a heart attack?”

“It just came out, alright?!” she half-shouted, getting away from Blaise’s rage. “I was talking to him and he asked me if I wanted to order something and I didn’t know what else to say!”

Blaise took the wine glass that she had set on the table and downed it in one swift movement. Then he placed the glass back down, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and sat himself down on the sofa.

Pansy walked slowly over to him, trying to put on her most innocent face and crouching down in front of Blaise, her hands over his knees.

“I’m sorry,” she said softly as she placed a small kiss on his knee. “I didn’t mean to worry you.”

Blaise sighed as he looked at her. “It’s unbelievable that even when you’re surrounded by literal flowers and sunshine your mind still goes straight to death.”

This made the corners of her mouth turn up a little. “It’s one of my many wonderfully charming features that I know you adore. But it’s also extremely useful at times, because it worked wonders for getting Neville’s sympathy and I got us all a date.”

Blaise leaned forward in his seat, placing a hand over Pansy’s. “You did?”

She nodded. “It’s not strictly a romantic outing, at least I don’t think he thinks so, but it’s our entryway.”

Blaise laughed at this and shook his head in amusement. “Looks like you’ve been a good Slytherin today.” He pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and softly trailed his finger down her neck. Pansy hummed appreciatively. “But do you really think we’ve got a chance with him?”

“Oh, babe.” Pansy got to her feet and looked down at her boyfriend. “We’ve wanted this for years, and we’ve finally found someone we’d like to have a relationship with.” She tilted Blaise’s chin up.

“I know, but-”

Pansy shushed him. “No buts. It’s you and me, putting out best resources together and seducing a lovely, gorgeous- and definitely bisexual- flower boy. He’s the one who doesn’t stand a chance.”

“Weird way of saying he’ll be into us, but alright.” Blaise got to his feet too, smiling brightly and pulling Pansy to him. “Why don’t we start thinking about the things we’ll do once we’ve seduced him?” He purred into her ear.

Pansy smirked. “I’m way ahead of you.” And then she pushed him into the sofa.

Neville greeted Stephanie, the hostess of the restaurant that was always so nice to him, and went to sit at the usual table. He walked past all the other tables, occupied by couples, and didn’t even notice anything different about the place. Like the red and silver decorations, or the fact that all the centerpieces were roses, or even the shimmering, fluttering words on the back wall of the restaurant spelling ‘Happy Valentine’s Day’.

He sat down, early as usual, and glanced at the menu. He felt sort of adventurous tonight, maybe he would finally decide to order the quail or the lobster instead of his usual veal.

“Hello,” came a familiar, melodic voice and Neville looked over his shoulder to see Pansy walking towards him, Blaise right behind her. She was quite a vision, dressed in a striking black dress that matched her hair, and red heels that matched her lips. Similarly, Blaise looked stunning in his dark silver suit, and as usual, his tie matched whatever Pansy was wearing, and this time it was blood-red.

The first few times they have dined here, Neville had felt self-conscious about his clothes; he didn’t own anything as nice as they did, and even if he did, he was pretty sure he wouldn’t look as good. Thankfully, Blaise and Pansy had done a good job of assuring him that dress code wasn’t required for this place and that they merely enjoyed dressing as dramatically as the situation allowed.

So he was content just wearing his trusty blue button-down and a leather jacket on top, which Blaise had complimented so kindly the first time Neville wore it.

“Hello,” he greeted back once they arrived at the table, standing up and smiling at them. Pansy kissed him in the cheek before sitting down, and then so did Blaise.

“Have you ordered anything?” Pansy asked as she hung her purse on the back of her chair.

“No, just got here. You’re unusually early,” Neville told them, and Pansy and Blaise exchanged an amused look.

“Yeah, well, it’s a special night,” Blaise said with a winning smile.

Neville frowned. “It is? Are we celebrating something? Oh, is the Fire-thorned Cactus I gave you finally blooming?”

Pansy snorted and placed a hand over Neville’s. She was warm. “No, love. Not yet. But don’t you know what night tonight is?”

Neville looked into their dark, expectant eyes and searched his brain. He had been working so much lately that the days blurred together, and he was never particularly good at remembering things anyway. He knew Christmas and New Year’s was over, but it couldn’t possibly be Easter yet. Was it someone’s birthday?

His stomach dropped horribly, because he thought he had known when their birthdays were, he kept a journal of all of his friend’s birthdays so he could have presents and flower arrangements ready, and he had yet to miss one.

Pansy and Blaise must have noticed his face whitening, because they looked at him with concern and now Blaise was also touching him, his hand on Neville’s arm.

“Nev,” he said calmly, his smooth, deep voice making Neville’s nerves settle down a bit. “It’s Valentine’s Day.”

Neville’s shoulders dropped, relief washing over him. “Oh. Valentine’s day.” He started laughing, waving with the hand that was not weighed down by them. “Nevermind, I thought I’d forgotten something important.”

They both removed their hands form him, Pansy quickly and silently, and Blaise slowly as he spoke. “I guess you didn’t.”

Neville picked up the menu again and glanced at it. “What do you feel like having tonight? They have some sort of special for couples, but I think we can persuade Richard to make it for three instead of two.”

When no one answered him, Neville lowered the menu to look at them. Pansy and Blaise were huddled together, talking in hurried, whispered voices. Neville tried his best to pretend he hadn’t noticed, because they clearly looked like they needed a moment. He thought it was perfectly normal for a couple to do this sort of thing when they were out with other people, but it was still strange because so far, they had never done it in front of Neville. Sure, they had kissed, held hands, and all around behaved like a couple, but they had never acted as though Neville wasn’t there, or was the third wheel.

“That’s it!” Pansy exclaimed loudly, looking frustrated. “I’m saying it even if you don’t want to!”

Pansy turned to Neville then, pinning him down with a terrifying look. Neville gripped the menu harder.

“Neville, what do you think it’s going on between us?” she asked, her voice clear and stern.

Neville stammered. “Wh-what?”

“Pans, let’s not-” Blaise tried but she ignored him.

“What do you think the three of us are doing here?”

Neville looked at Blaise as if the man would have some answers, but Blaise looked defeated and merely sighed. Neville focused back on Pansy. “Having dinner?”

“Congratulations, you’ve got one right,” she mocked coldly. “Follow up question; do you think this is a friendly dinner?”

Some very small part of Neville wanted to say that it didn’t feel very friendly right then, but he pushed it down. “Yes?”

Pansy narrowed her eyes. “Ooh, incorrect. Let’s move on. Do you think that all the dinners we’ve had have been friendly?”

Neville had no idea what was happening, but he felt a coldness spreading inside him that was slightly nauseating. What was Pansy on about? Of course they’d been friendly, in fact, Neville had never made friends that quickly and easily, even less so with two people at once. “Yes!” he exclaimed, wanting to understand what was happening. “I don’t understand! Why do you suddenly want to make them unfriendly?”

Pansy opened her mouth, but it was Blaise who spoke. “It’s a date! We’re on a date! We have been on dates ever since we first went out with you!”

About half the people in the restaurant seemed to have heard Blaise’s outburst, and they were looking in their direction, making Neville blush even harder than he would have otherwise.

“So much for pulling it together, huh?” Pansy asked Blaise, who acted as though he didn't hear her. He was staring at Neville with concentrated intensity, and Neville’s mind was basically a white, numb space.

“A date?” he finally said quietly. “I don’t understand.”

“I would understand that you didn’t realize it at first, but after the third time we’ve invited you to the fanciest, most expensive restaurant in Diagon Alley, stayed with you until late hours of the night, and even exchanged gifts with you on one occasion, I thought you would have caught on!” Pansy looked incredulously at him and crossed her arms over her chest.

Neville shook his head in hopes of getting his thoughts in order. “But I thought it was just the kind of thing Slytherins did! Hang out in posh places and drink expensive wine until three in the morning.”

Pansy rolled her eyes.

“The kisses? The unusually long hugs or hand touching?” Blaise asked, still not looking friendly.

“I thought it was one of those high-class, pureblood traditions! Like the way everybody on France greets each other with kisses!” Neville was very confused, and his mind was reeling with memories of all the times Blaise or Pansy had had such physical contact with him. “I honestly just thought you were very friendly and open.”

“Oh, we are,” Pansy snapped. “We’re the friendliest, most open couple you’ll ever meet in this damned world!”

Blaise covered his mouth with his hand and looked like he was trying very hard not to laugh and Pansy side-eyed him and huffed. Blaise took a deep breath and then focused back on Neville. “Look, we’re not blameless here, we should have been more upfront about it. But you seemed to be responding so well to all of our advances that we thought you just wanted to take it slow.”

Neville looked around himself, finally noticing all the decorations, people, and general atmosphere of romance in the room. He couldn’t believe he had been so blind. He shifted his gaze to the two beautiful people in front of him and felt like slapping himself on the back of the head.

“I did want to take it slow,” he said in a low voice, his cheeks starting to get hot. “So slow, in fact, that it took me about fifteen dates to realize I like you.”

He could hardly believe the words coming out of his own mouth, but at this point the whole situation was so bizarre that he wouldn’t be surprised if he woke up in the back room of his shop over his bags of fresh soil. So he might as well say what was in his mind just in case.

It took a second, but then slowly Pansy’s and Blaise’s lips curled into smiles so perfect that they couldn’t possibly be real. But the way they made Neville’s insides flip over couldn’t have been made up by his imagination.

“Fourteen, actually,” Blaise replied. “We planned it so we’d have our fourteenth date today, the fourteenth of february.”

Neville was momentarily out of breath, but Pansy rolled her eyes. “Ugh, we’re hopeless romantics and the boy didn’t even know. We’re pathetic.”

Neville stood up then, the chair scraping the floor loudly and making everyone turn their head towards them again. Pansy and Blaise looked taken aback and slightly scared, like they were afraid Neville was going to run away upon hearing the wonderful things they’d been doing for him.

But Neville didn’t run, he rounded the table and took both their hands, pulling them to their feet. He wasn’t very good at showing affection, he mostly just gave flowers to everyone he cared about and hoped they knew how much they meant to him, but this situation required something more, even if his hands shook and his mouth stammered.

Blaise and Pansy stood in front of him, a curious look in their eyes as Neville continued holding their hands in his. “You two are the least pathetic people I’ve ever met. Individually and collectively.”

“That’s the best pickup line I’ve ever heard,” Pansy said with a smile but Blaise shushed her.

“And if you’d still have me,” Neville continued, feeling his heart dangerously close to jumping out of his chest. “I’d love for you to be my Valentines and more.”

Neville could tell what was going to happen next, they had that unmistakable look in their eyes of someone who is going to take the leap and loss the other person. Neville's insides soared with excitement.

Unfortunately, Pansy and Blaise didn't previously agree on who could do it first, so they both pulled Neville towards themselves at the same time and the three of them bumped their heads together awkwardly.

“Blaise what the hell!”

“This is not my fault-”

“Oh, shut up!”

Neville would have never had the nerve to tell them to shut up if he wasn't so full of adrenaline because if what he was about to do. Pansy was slightly closer, so he leaned down and kissed her soft lips purposefully and briefly before he reached for Blaise, who was taller than him.

When he was done, the two of them stood frozen, effectively shut up by Neville's daring. The three of them looked at each other for a moment, and just when Neville was about to say something to break the ice, the waitress arrived at their table.

“Sorry for the delay, we are swamped! Are you ready to order?”

Blaise smiled first, and then Pansy, and finally Neville, relieved that he hadn't screwed anything up.

“I think we're ready,” Neville said as they all sat back down.

“I'll have the quail,” Pansy told the waitress without a second thought.

Blaise also didn't look at the menu. “I'll have the lobster.”

Neville was suddenly very hungry.

“I'll have both.”

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