you're nobody until somebody loves you
A HariPo drabble collection
by mew-tsubaki
Tags: Femslash.
- ^-^3
She swears she doesn't have a type.
Romilda doesn't know what to think as her fifth year wears on and inter-House friendships form. Bonds crop up out of nowhere out of necessity and protection and loneliness as everyone tries to survive. That's how she finds herself at Morag MacDougal's side often this year.
But Morag's not Harry. She's brash and has a mouth on her and she's got a fire as well as her Ravenclaw brain. Sure, she wants to be an Auror (maybe), but Morag's not Harry. She has green eyes…
But Romilda swears she doesn't have a type.
- ^-^3
Ahhhh, Morilda is v cute to me, but it's funny how it only struck me now that, with my charrie design for Morag MacDougal, this comparison would come up. *LOL* I love plotbunnies that sprout, like, a decade late…
-mew! ;P