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thoreau lestrange ([info]thoreau) wrote in [info]gossipwitch,
@ 2013-01-14 00:05:00


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Chemistry was one of Thoreau's best classes. It was a lot like cooking. You followed a recipe and paid attention to all the intricate little steps and in the end you got exactly what you wanted from it. Plus, he was pretty good at math too so that never threw him off. The only thing that was a problem now was that he and Pansy had been lab partners since they'd started dating. They'd been having lecture classes up until today and it hadn't mattered, but Snape wasn't the sort of professor who let you switch partners because of a break up.

He sighed as he sat next to Pansy, trying not to think about her screwing his best friend. "Hey," he said. "You're here."


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[info]thoreau
2013-01-14 11:49 pm UTC (link)
He laced their fingers together. "My dad's the one who hired Radley, so it's his fault. Oh God. I think this means we have the same taste in men."

"Right," Thoreau said, smiling at Pansy and wrapping his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. He kissed her forehead. "Best friends who'll laugh when she tells everyone we're a couple again."

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