Written For The 100 Challenge On HPFC.
Title: The Right Kind Of Wrong
Prompt(s): Blaise/Parvati, chocolate
she knows its wrong
((ohsovery
w r o n g))
-:-
but he's just so right
((ohsovery
r i g h t))
-:-
but this is the first time she's ever really felt like a
g r y f f i n d o r
(roar, baby, roar)
-:-
she just wants to show the world that she's not Padma,
because she's not smart
(no fantasticgrades && indianbraids),
or pretty
(no s i l k y hair that manages to curlcurlcurl in all the right places),
or perfect
((not one little bit))
-:-
but that's okay,
because she's
P A R V A T I,
and he's
B L A I S E,
and when they're together, she's the fire to his ice,
and he's the glue that's holding her together,
-:-
and, yeah, she knows it's wrong, but at this
v e r y m o m e n t,
all she can think about is his
darkdark hair, and his
c h o c o l a t e skin,
and how perfect it all is
-:-
because,
who knows?
he may just be
the right kind of wrong she needs
Yeah, I know. Definitely not my usual pairing. But, after this challenge, I might give them a try. It was kind of fun writing this.
Anyway, I hope you all liked it, and please review on your way out!
-Drishti