Obligatory disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and Co., I just write
bad drabbles about them.
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The note didn't say much. A quick tangent about the lust stifled by contempt and then on to say how she loved the way she looked when brewing potions in Snape's stifling classroom. She wanted to lose her fingers in that bushy hair and often pondered if it was just as bushy down below, and wondered when she could see it for herself.
Pansy glanced over at the Gryffindor table and watched the know-it-all she both despised and loved read the parchment. Potter and Weasley were too absorbed in their breakfast and jokes to notice their friend's social detachment. The parchment was neatly folded and tucked into a pocket and it seemed to Pansy that she and the Gryffindor were stuck in a different time flow. Harry pulled the girl back into conversation and at the Slytherin table, an eye twitched in aggravation and a girl fought to retain composure. She lowered her head and took several deep breaths. When she looked up again, her eyes met another's. A kiss was blown to her and Pansy started, a blush rising to her cheeks.
The faintest of smiles touched Hermione's lips.
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The note didn't say much. A quick tangent about the lust stifled by contempt and then on to say how she loved the way she looked when brewing potions in Snape's stifling classroom. She wanted to lose her fingers in that bushy hair and often pondered if it was just as bushy down below, and wondered when she could see it for herself.
Pansy glanced over at the Gryffindor table and watched the know-it-all she both despised and loved read the parchment. Potter and Weasley were too absorbed in their breakfast and jokes to notice their friend's social detachment. The parchment was neatly folded and tucked into a pocket and it seemed to Pansy that she and the Gryffindor were stuck in a different time flow. Harry pulled the girl back into conversation and at the Slytherin table, an eye twitched in aggravation and a girl fought to retain composure. She lowered her head and took several deep breaths. When she looked up again, her eyes met another's. A kiss was blown to her and Pansy started, a blush rising to her cheeks.
The faintest of smiles touched Hermione's lips.