a/n: i wanted to try out m&mwp writing because it's usually awesome.
this isn't, but i had fun and that counts~
Hannah Longbottom is flawless, dear. She's kind and welcoming and a breath of fresh air from the other adults, all chipped edges and tight lips. She has her faults sometimes (but she's an angel, and angelic flaws aren't counted). She's a sphere - good at bloody everything (and you can't help but wonder if that whirlwind owning the Leaky Cauldron is just as good in bed) and bad at being a bitch. And you hate her for it.
Neville Longbottom is a paradox, when you come to think of it. He's your (ex) Herbology teacher, (ex) Headmaster and (current) lover. Or lover-to-be. Dear, you know you love everything about him, though - well, you're you and isn't that reason enough? He's sweet and kind and round and so endearingly naïve but it's hard to notice how he fits with Hannah when you contrive him to be the key to your heart of stone.
Victoire Weasley is you. She's a devil in Prada and proud of it. She loves Teddy Lupin - does she really now - and lusts after Neville Longbottom, that jolly old man. Is it the other way round, though, she can't help but think when the witching hour strikes and she's in a warm bed that should not be hers.
It's where Hannah lost her virginity, but Victoire&Neville are too much in puppy love to care.
the thing about puppy love: one of these people is always a bitch. and if you can't guess who, it's you.