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slytherweasley · 1 year

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Mine now (Pansy Parkinson x reader)

Warnings: smut, public teasing & dirty talk, oral female giving/receiving, rimming

Summary: y/n is obsessed with Pansy which intrigues Pansy so she invites y/n to a party in hopes to get to know each other.

You’d zoned out and completely shifted your attention to Pansy who was sitting across the room. Every chance you’d see Pansy you’d always be mesmerised by her. Her radiant confidence and beauty is what attracts you and everyone else to her.

You’d never spoken a word to her and you’re not sure she knows your name.

Pansy turns her head to look over at you and catches you before you could look away but she gives you a quick glance before looking away. You’re sure she knows something is up by the way you’re always looking at her.

After class you meet up with some of your friends you see Pansy walking past with her Slytherin friends. A few of your friends groan when they notice her “She thinks she’s better than everyone” you stay out of the conversation.

Everywhere she walks, people move out of the way for her, most people including you are intimidated.

At lunch you sit at the Ravenclaw table waiting for your friends to arrive when someone sits beside you. You look over to see Daphne Greengrass, Pansy’s friend. You can’t lie you started to panic, did Pansy send her here to tell you to back off?

“There’s going to be a Slytherin party tomorrow night, it’s invite only and you have to have the password to get in so no friends are allowed just you.” Daphne continues to tell you the password and not to mention it to anyone. She gets up and walks away.

You were quite confused, you weren’t friends with any Slytherins which is why it doesn’t make sense you would be invited unless she mistakenly confused you for someone else.

You got ready for the party and lied to your dorm mates and said you were going on a date and not to wait up for you. You assumed Pansy would be there so you dressed up a bit and put on some makeup.

You made your way to the Slytherin common rooms and gave the password. The common room was filled with people everywhere. You walk over to grab a drink and spot Pansy in a circle of friends. You make eye contact and she looks away again.

You skull your drink and pour another one, you didn’t know anyone here well enough to hang out with so you just tried to enjoy yourself. You’d kept your eye on Pansy and finally she was alone. You felt enough confidence partly because the alcohol helped numb your anxiety.

“Hey” you say “Hi” she replies “I’ve wanted to talk to you for months but I can never seem to find you alone” “what do you want?” She asks bluntly.

You take a deep breath in “do you want to dance?” “With you?” “Yes” “then yes.” You take her hand and drag her to where everyone is dancing. You hold onto her hips as she grinds on you.

Her bum moves against your pussy and you feel yourself getting wetter as she grinds on you. Your hands don’t leave her hips until she turns to face you pressing a kiss to your jaw. She slips her hand under your skirt and rubs you over your underwear. You had to keep quiet because it was still crowded and anyone could look over.

“Fuck I can feel how wet you are” she whispers in your ear breathing heavily. Her hand quickly slips into your underwear as she rubs up and down making your legs quiver. You hold onto her tightly as you start whimpering and moaning trying to keep quiet “that’s it, tell me how bad you want me” “so much, I want your mouth and your fingers and your pussy, I want all of you.”

Pansy stops rubbing your pussy and you sneak away from the party to her dorm. She starts stripping as she gets inside and helps you out until you’re both completely naked. She lays you on the bed and starts to kiss you, if felt like a dream, her naked body pressed against yours as you kiss.

“I’ve always dreamt about this” you mumble between kisses “I’m about to make all your dreams come true.”

She pulls away and makes her way between your thighs, she presses soft kisses that turn into more passionate and hungry kisses. Her lips kiss up to your pussy and she begins to eat you out. Her tongue laps up your cunt as she tastes you. “Fuck so good.” you moan.

Pansy positions her pussy on your face as you eat her out she can give the same pleasure. Each lick of her clit, she lets out a small moan against your clit.

Her tongue moves from your pussy to your ass where she places a small kiss and her tongue teases your entrance. Her tongue swirls around rimming your hole. “So pretty” she mutters.

Both of your mouths consistently work at each other until you’re both so close. “Make me cum” Pansy demands.

You both moan against each other’s pussys as you finish. Pansy lays beside you pressing a kiss to your mouth.

“You’re mine now, I don’t do casual I do exclusive relationships” she says looking lovingly into your eyes “perfect because I don’t want anything less than that” you reciprocate the kiss to her lips.

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ripleylarue · 29 days

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I love painting strange flower head girls

Instagram Inprnt Etsy

#lesbian art #queer art #illustration #art #fairy art #violet #pansy?

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babooshkart · 9 months

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arcade lesbians

#dyke night!!!!!#it’s my town’s dyke night but I am laid up on the couch in Pain #so I must post the lesbians instead #please enjoy #also kiss kiss @ my gf for sending the OG post to me for art purposes #Ginsy #ginsy fanart #ginny weasley #pansy parkinson #ginny weasley fanart #pansy parkinson fanart #tattooed Pansy Parkinson #am i contemplating the scissoring tattoo? maybe #I’m always contemplating tattoos let’s be real #hp fanart #my art #hp wlw

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drarrargh · 11 months

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just a rare pair of mine. i think its kinda great

#rude lesbian awakening #damn you weasley #pansy parkinson #ginny weasley #ginsy #harry potter #my art

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sneakyyyshadows · 6 months

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Harry Potter ships

Day 22

Pansmione

Pansy Parkinson x Hermione Granger

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kind-hufflepuff · 5 months

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HERMIONE GRANGER

#aesthetic #harry potter #harry potter ships #hogwarts house #harry potter aesthetic #ship #lgbt #hermione granger aesthetic #hermione granger #pansy x hermione #pansmione #lesbian hermione granger #morally grey hermione

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t-thathandsomedevil · 6 months

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Slytherin friendgroup headcanons

Mattheo Riddle

HE/HIM

he loves animals

Takes COMC

He takes cold showers even in winter

He is straight/bi

He sleeps w his friends sometimes

Theodore Nott

HE/HIM

He is dating Enzo..

Fav class is astronomy

Loves Monopoly

He's trans

Fluent in French

Pansy Parkinson

SHE/HER

Does ballet

Used to play the violin

A tattoo artist

Lesbian

Her fav book series is Keeper of the Lost Cities

She likes potions class

Lorenzo Berkshire

HE/HIM

Is a artist

Only non-smoker in the friendgroup

Likes cookies

He is the uno champion

Fav movie is Minions

Is the friendgroup's hw notification

Draco Malfoy

HE/HIM

Loves Harry

He plays the piano

He uses half a container of hair gel daily

He's gay

He can make cereal only

Blaise Zabini

HE/THEY

He can cook

The mother of the friendgroup

He is asexual

He bakes

He is a doctor

He smokes but decently unlike everyone else

#slytherin #Slytherin friendgroup #mattheo riddle #theodore nott #pansy parkinson #lorenzo berkshire #draco malfoy #blaise zabini #Gay #Pride #Cereal #Minions #headcanon #Lesbian #Asexual #Monopoly #hair gel #Uno #Cookies

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r3moony · 28 days

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I'm having a hard time atm with finishing my charthur oneshot so please take some fluff pansmione imagine and hcs

Hermione even tho she married Ron I HC her as Lesbian she/her pronouns

shed take Pansy to bookstores making Pansy hold every book she wanted stacking them up until she noticed Pansy had dropped them all because they were too heavy

Pansy Lesbian She/Her as well

Pansy would take Hermione on cute cat cafés

SFW

They go on picnics together and Hermione makes homemade pies for them both every time they go on picnics

Pansy would try and write a book for Hermione but shed think its not good enough then one night Hermione walks in on Pansy fallen asleep while working on it and Hermione can't help but fall even more in love with Pansy than she already is

modern AU:

Hermione would text Pansy while Pansy is at work reminding her to drink and eat

when Pansy is on her period Hermione would go out and buy all her fav snacks and drinks and so would Pansy when Hermione is on hers

NSFW ૮︵⭒‿᧔☪︎᧓‿⋆︵౨ both adults

Pansy would be the type to finger Hermione until she's a complete mess and make her cum so many times

Hermione would be the type to bring home a strap on for Pansy but being too shy to tell her that she wanted her to use it on her

Pansy praises Hermione a lot during it every second she would groan and call her "good girl" or tell her "You're doing so great"

Hermione loves eating Pansy out or just pleasing her general she loves making her feel good it makes her so happy knowing she's the one making her feel like this and she's the reason Pansy is moaning and shaking and gripping the sheets

#pansy parkinson #hermione granger #harry potter #lesbian #hcs #pansmione #fuck jkr #fan fic writing #moots #red dead redemption 2 #writers on tumblr #writeblr #writing

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thatslytherinbitch54 · 20 days

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So…

NOTE: it’s supposed to say: “which is your favorite/Pansy ship” sorry lol

For me it’s probably Hermione but, i ship her with other characters lol 💚💚💚

#harry potter #hp fandom #harry potter fandom #hp #gay #gayyyy #lesbian #lesbian pride #pansy parkinson #harry potter poll #harry potter polls #💚💚💚#hisssss #i love her #hp ships #gay ships #harry potter ships #harry potter series

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yesluuh · 2 years

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Pansmione Aesthetic Moodboard

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rebeccaartemisa · 8 months

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Flint Knife Candelabra

Gouache on reclaimed wood

From my solo show this summer at SATOR in Portland, Oregon

#my art #lesbian art #chicana art #watermelon pansy candle

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slytherweasley · 2 years

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Hi! I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Pansy one (smut or not your choice!) where everyone thinks reader is the hottest, smartest and best witch in their year and all of the slytherin gang wants her but she rejects all of them and says “sorry you just aren’t my type” because she’s really into pansy and not the boys! If it’s confusing or anything or just weird don’t worry about it!!!!

Gorgeous (Pansy Parkinson x reader)

Warnings: smut

You weren’t oblivious to the attention that was constantly placed on you. People stared at you everywhere you walked, however as you got older the attention became unwanted especially from boys. You were used to rejecting them now as it was almost a competition to see who would have you. Except the competition was pointless.

You weren’t interested in a single boy, you had your eye on a girl for a while. One of the prettiest but most intimidating girls at Hogwarts. You wanted to make a move just so everyone would leave you alone but you could barely talk around her. Whenever you were around Pansy Parkinson your knees would go weak, all your confidence would be lost and become tongue tied.

You had embarrassed yourself around her too many times so you tend to stay away from her which is not very possible as you have some of the same friends.

“Hey, what a nice surprise” Draco and his friends approach you at a Slytherin party. “Hi Draco” you say flatly “You look absolutely beautiful tonight as you always do” you don’t say anything just look at him blankly.

“How about you give me a chance, just one night. That’s all I need.” “I don’t want you or any of you, I’m going now” you try to leave but Draco follows you pleading with you. “Draco, she isn’t going to change her mind” you turn to see Pansy standing between you and Draco.

Draco gives up and turns around finding someone else to annoy. “Thanks” you manage “Anytime, they’re a bunch of animals.” Pansy sits on the couch inviting you to join her. You had to finish your drink in order to talk to her. The longer you talked to her the less intimidating she became.

“You’re quite nice” you say “what did you expect me to do?” “You’re intimidating” “I’m intimidated by you. You’re a goddess, your beauty is daunting and your clever and quite exceptional. You’re perfect in every way.” Your cheeks burn bright red “it wasn’t my intention to make you embarrassed” “it’s not your fault I have never heard someone speak about me like that.”

“Why do I not believe that? You have guys chasing after you everyday, I’ve seen it multiple times in a day” “yes but their compliments are shallow, you talk about me like I’m a person not a body.” “I don’t mean to be forward because I know you always get this from the boys here but have you ever been with a girl?” You felt overwhelmed by her inquiry. “No, I haven’t” “you know girls are gentle and loving and know how to please you” you nod “are you interested?” You sit up and look at the people around you.

“Come on gorgeous. Let’s talk in my room” Pansy reaches her hand out to you and you take it as she leads you to her dorm. She shuts the door “now you can say whatever you want without anyone having to hear.” A wave of courage washes over you “Pansy” you say carefully “yes, love?” “I want you terribly it hurts how much I want you.”

Pansy seemed caught off guard but proceeded to kiss you. Her hand grasps at your bum pulling you onto her lap as the two of you start to sensually dry hump each other. Pansy’s tongue slips into your mouth, the kiss becomes wet as the two of you slip your tongues into each other’s mouths.

As you both start to feel lust for each other, Pansy lays you down on the bed and you start to grind on each other your hips begging for more friction. You grab Pansy’s hips pushing her clothed core onto yours as you thrust your hips up with need. You let out a small moan which enables Pansy to take things further she kisses down your neck sucking on some spots. She pulls your top off and grabs your breasts while kissing your lips again.

She slides the bra strap off your shoulder and unclasps the bra from behind you. She takes it off and sucks on your nipple and flicks it with her tongue. You moan as you watch her suck desperately. Your nipples become incredibly sensitive as they’re exposed to the air.

You start to undress Pansy taking off her top revealing her braless breasts. Pansy takes off your pants leaving you in your underwear then takes off her own. You grab her breasts as she sucks on your neck. She lowers her hand to rub your clit through your underwear, you let out small moans.

“So pretty” she compliments pressing a kiss on your forehead. Pansy relaxes your body letting you lie in a comfortable position, she kisses down your stomach and stops before the elastic of your underwear. “Already so wet” she mutters and pulls them off, she spreads your legs wide and devours your pussy, sucking on your clit and using her tongue to stimulate your cunt.

You arch your back letting out loud and needy moans. “Doing so good for me darling” she slips her fingers inside you curling them to find your gspot. You grasp the sheets on the bed as you feel completely content. You reach your orgasm letting out a intense moan. Pansy comes up beside you “Do you want to take these off?” She asks grabbing the waistband of her underwear, you nod.

Your legs feel like jelly and your mind is foggy but you manage to take off her underwear and feel that same feeling as you want her again. “Lay down, I remember w first orgasm with a girl, it doesn’t compare to the guys, does it?” “I wouldn’t know” you answer, the words just slip out of your mouth. “Oh love. This is your first time?” She didn’t seem upset, you nod. “No wonder you’re already so fucked out, it’s okay though” she reassures you “you just have to lay there and I’ll take care of you.”

Pansy moves your legs so that your heat is almost touching hers, the pain and anticipation is unbearable. She finally lets herself down onto your pussy and rocks her hips back and forth slowly gaining speed.

You throw your head back moaning, Pansy brings your face back to look at her as you watch her emotions as she feels so much pleasure and she watches you. You start to gain more confidence in your movements and become in sync with Pansy’s movements. Soon enough you’re both making out and moaning against each other’s lips as you approach your second orgasm.

“You close?” Pansy mumbles against your lips “Yes” “wait for me” Pansy gains momentum and you close your eyes as you feel it coming again. “Fuck” Pansy yells as she finishes still rocking her hips and you are right behind her finishing your second orgasm. Pansy lays beside you as the two of you still in complete bliss catch your breaths.

Pansy cuddles up to you kissing your cheek “how was your first time?” “Perfect, I couldn’t have asked for anything better, I always imagined it with you.” Pansy let’s you stay the night in her dorm, everything you hoped would happen did that night.

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thatfancygirlinblack · 2 years

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hey dear, how are you feeling today?

i wanna request you for Pansy Parkinson x fem!hufflepuff!reader where Pansy calls her "darling" for the first time and reader blush hard and goes shajoaoajehejqsjiw you know?? just something fluff 🥺

feel free to ignore if you want and sorry for any mistake!! have a good day/night 💜

Hello lovely, I'm feeling particularly perky today, and I hope you do too.

I love your request, and I loved writing it even more. It's not very long, but I hope this satisfies you. Have a lovely day, sweetheart! x

Kiss me bye, darling

pansy parkinson x female Hufflepuff reader

the library

fluff

year 4 — 1994

word count ;; 2k

warning : mild swearing

A new emotion was making its way down your body: thrill. Because decidedly, darling sounded heavenly when she said it — to you.

Hufflepuffs are absolute losers. They're not smart, nor brave, they're gullible and too kind for their own good.

All houses at Hogwarts saw Hufflepuff this way. Ravenclaws despised you for being 'average', Gryffindor didn't like your lack of courage and Slytherin hated everyone anyway.

Despite that, you still loved being a Hufflepuff — thanks to your friends, the sunlit common room, and, surprisingly, Pansy Parkinson.

What you had with the sassy Slytherin girl was nothing short of a forbidden romance. Okay, maybe not romance, as much as you wished for it. Your relationship was closer to friendship, really, if Pansy even considered you a friend. But she was nice to you — and you valued it more than anything.

It's just that Pansy was amazing. She could be quite vicious (you experienced it first-hand before), but once you got to know her she was a good soul. She was funny, smart, and so, so passive-aggressive.

"I know I'm breathtaking," she mused, "but you don't have to look at me like a fish out of water." Eyebrow arched, her eyes were tracing your flustered face. It hadn't occurred to you that you were staring.

Quickly turning away to hide the heat of your cheeks, you mumbled, "I had to choose between a corpse and a princess. My choice was quickly made."

Pansy snorted. Indeed, the 'corpse' alluded to was none other than Professor Binns. Though he was a ghost, he looked like he could re-die at any given moment. He was also really boring, and didn't hear very well — so talking in class was prohibited, but never enforced. And with Pansy next to you, it was impossible to focus.

"Oh, so I'm a princess?" She winked. "I'm more of a queen, I think."

You rolled your eyes, struggling to hide your growing smile. "You'd be a horrible queen, Pansy — admit it."

She feigned being very offended and spoke in a very posh accent which never failed to make you giggle. "How dare you, peasant! My reign is the most successful of all!"

You laughed. Sitting next to Pansy was always so fun. It reminded you of how, this year, you'd done your very best to pick the seat beside her in almost every class. You had to pretend to be half blind, missing most empty desks, and even 'accidentally' not following the seat plan (like in History of Magic). Then, wow, what a coincidence! Pansy's your seatmate again.

"I think people are so scared of you that they don't dare say anything," you said, smug. It was true, after all; most knew not to end up on her bad side.

Pansy shook her head, clicking her tongue in the process. "Except for you," she breathed out, and flicked your forehead. That was also true; people really didn't give enough credit to Hufflepuffs for their loyalty. You could kill if someone ever spoke badly of your friends.

And that was exactly what she'd done, a year ago. Though the story wasn't very joyful, you enjoyed recalling it every few weeks — because it was the beginning of your desperate crush on Pansy Parkinson.

"You're not scary," you whispered, "You're nice." You often said such things to her, partly because you really meant it, partly because you wished she'd get the hint. However, she never had.

Pansy waved you off, ruffling your hair. You loved it when she did that; feeling her warm skin gently caress yours, how her long fingers would glide down your neck and down your arm. Oh, how many times you wished to grab her hand — how many times you couldn't, watching her slide away without the hint of disappointment on her pretty face.

She does it as a friend, you told yourself. She just likes physical contact. Pansy wants nothing to do with me. And you tried so hard to believe it, that you became blind to how she only touched you, and how her hand lingered longer than necessary, and how her eyes dimmed when you looked away and remained silent.

But Pansy Parkinson was hard to read and could never admit to liking a Hufflepuff — despite liking you a lot. Perhaps even more than she realised.

Suddenly, she broke into a smirk. "But you were at the beginning, right? Scared of me."

You knew exactly what she meant. What she called 'at the beginning' was the very first day of school, in your third year. You shared Potions with Pansy, and because Snape was an asshole he'd found the idea of seating you, a poor Hufflepuff, at a table full of Slytherins very amusing.

Pansy was the one next to you, and you remembered how much it felt like hell to work with her. She was always making comments, mean remarks about your potion-making skills, and, worst of all, criticising your friends.

It was when, in the third month of being her potion partner, she sneered about Susan Bones — who you hold in high esteem — that you snapped. In an un-pretty way, you told her off, and so hard that she was left speechless. One of your proudest moments, honestly.

But never once had you been afraid of her.

"I wasn't," you said. After pretty much scolding Pansy in front of her friends, one would think that you'd be the worst enemies. Yet, you weren't; in fact, she began to see you in a different light, and so did you once she wasn't so unlikeable.

That was essentially how it all began, your friendship with Pansy and also your secret crush on her. All because you'd never been afraid. Take that, Gryffindors, you thought. Now you just needed the courage to confess.

... Yeah, maybe next time.

Pansy exhaled sharply, almost chuckling. Professor Binns looked your way, his dull eyes making sure all was quiet. You pretended to be listening and resumed the conversation once he turned away.

"I think Binns is going to give us homework," you said, "Judging by his expression."

Pansy snorted. "How can you even judge his expression? He looks like a shitting dog."

"No, he doesn't," you argued, "I'd say he's more of a fossil, really."

Again, her beautiful, beautiful laugh that sent violent shivers down your spine and many butterflies in your stomach. She was gorgeous — and you couldn't have her! What a painful life did you live.

She said, with a smirk, "I guess you're right. Oh, sorry, you always are, darling."

You froze. Or rather, your heart did — in the span of three seconds, you simultaneously flat-lined and ran a marathon. The blood built up in your face and you were at a loss of words.

She corrected herself as an inside joke which normally, you would just make a very strange face to (which she loved, which is partly why you did it so much), but at that moment you simply couldn't.

Darling. Pansy called you darling. She'd never called you that before! It was both the worst and best day of your life.

Best because that word never sounded more heavenly than from her lips, worst because it meant nothing. Right?

She seemed completely oblivious to it, however, looking at you as if you'd grown a third leg. "Is... something wrong?"

You could only whimper weakly. "N-no..." Pansy narrowed her eyes, clearly not believing you. Of course something's wrong, you wanted to scream, I'm in love with you! But you could never say that. So instead, slowly pursing your lips, you admitted in a whisper: "You called me... darling..." And you laughed nervously.

Pansy blinked. "Yeah, I did. Do you not like it?"

"No, no, I do." And you paused, turning bright red. "I mean— I don't mind it. Yeah. Haha."

She grinned, then bit her lip (which only contributed further to making you flustered). Under the dull, natural sunlight streaking in through the only classroom window, she looked as ethereal as ever. Suddenly you were overtaken by a strong need to kiss her, right then and there.

You wished she could feel the same way: undeniably attracted, despite the many differences between you. Pansy was upfront and bold, and also funny and unapologetic, while you were more mellow, going with the flow, "really calming, like camomile tea" as she'd once described.

And she was the fire that made you possible while you were the water that kept her sane. So why, why couldn't she like you back? It was torture, every day, to refrain from crashing the class and pressing your lips onto hers.

It's alright, it's more than enough to be her friend, you tried telling yourself. It's more than enough to have the opportunity to talk to— oh Merlin she called me darling!

A new emotion was making its way down your body: thrill. Because decidedly, darling sounded heavenly when she said it — to you.

Pansy tucked a strand of your hair away and your heart leapt out of your chest at that moment. There was a strange look in her eyes, something akin to nervousness or perhaps determination. It was the first time she gazed at you with such intensity.

After a few seconds of dreadful silence, she took a breath, having seemingly chosen the path she was going to take. Pansy looked around — you were at the very back of the class, and everyone was asleep or at least, very drowsy — and suddenly grabbed your hand.

More butterflies.

She spoke quickly, murmuring what she wanted to say before anyone could stop her. "I can call you darling forever if you say yes."

You couldn't think any more. Like the students whose brain capacity went to a minimum during History of Magic, yours was unable to process what Pansy was saying. Yet, simultaneously, you also understood exactly what she meant, but on a more subconscious level, surely, as you heard yourself utter: "Yes."

And now would be the time where regret would wash over you, and you'd wallow in worry and remorse for being too impulsive. It had been like that for past relationships — but not with her.

All you could sense was a warm feeling in your heart, like a gust of wind that comes to vigor up your insides, but soft enough to glide gently across your skin. This felt right, more right than you'd ever expected, and the hand squeeze Pansy gave you afterwards only proved that you were correct.

Because you always were, after all.

The slight anticipation — because you were sure it was anticipation, now — in her eyes had given way to a mischievous look that you knew all too well. Again, you really wanted to kiss her.

She checked her watch, and a smirk rose on her face. "Five minutes before the end, darling," she murmured, and your heart skipped a beat. "What do we have after that?"

"Potions," you answered.

She nodded, pensive. "And we don't share Potions... You know what, then? Give me a kiss."

You looked at her in disbelief. How much you dreamt of that — but here? "What? Now? But we're in class—"

She pressed a finger against your lips, effectively cutting you off. The smile on her face told you she wouldn't give up, and maybe a part of you didn't want her to. It was crazy, but Pansy was crazy and that was why you liked her so much.

To make good tea you need fire, your mother loved to say. And you wanted to believe it was true.

Pansy tapped her nails against the table, her grin not fading one bit. "We'll be discreet. Come on, darling," she whispered, "Kiss me bye."

So you did.

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