Neville had kept up on her gossip? That made Pansy's stomach flutter with butterflies. And she hated that feeling. After all, she had a boyfriend. A perfect, romance novel type boyfriend. Thoreau was so handsome and special and he wanted her. That was all that mattered.
"My gossip?" Pansy arched a brow, trying to look as intimidating as she could, though she felt like she was exploding on the inside. "What have you heard, Longbottom?"
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