A/N: Written belatedly for Arianna for the GGE2021. Hope you enjoy :)

Warnings: Underage sex


Candles dripped waxy red against cream.

Late night study sessions left Pansy bleary eyed and burnt out as the wick under flame. Three snapped quills and a spilt ink well later and she was ready to blast it to shreds. She reread the same passage of her Transfiguration textbook ad infinitum. It was no use.

She loathed to ask for help. So she framed it as a mutually beneficial arrangement.

"Do you want to study together, Weasley?"

She had the best of intentions. But five minutes in, she was splayed over the desk, Ginny trailing wax patterns over her breasts.