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floral ([info]floral) wrote in [info]notanother,
@ 2012-10-21 01:57:00


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Pansy hadn't been able to stop thinking about how everyone around her seemed to be having sex. And her own boyfiend didn't want to touch her like that. He wanted to respect her and while that was noble, it was kind of annoying for her. She was sixteen years old. She thought it was time to lose it already.

But, since there was nothing she could do about it, Pansy was taking a walk to clear her mind. She was walking along the edge of the Forbidden Forest when her heel got caught in one of the pumpkin patch vines, sending her falling down onto her knees hard. She swore, grabbing onto her knee that was now scraped, trying not to cry about it.


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[info]schlongbottom
2012-10-25 06:26 pm UTC (link)
Neville nodded, smiling at Pansy. "Of course," he said. He was glad that was her answer. Her caring around Thoreau enough to want to talk to him before she committed to anything was a good sign. Neville wasn't that worried. Pansy had said it was political between them. He kissed her forehead. "I'd never make you cheat on someone. I'm out here or in the greenhouses after classes almost everyday. You can come find me after you talk to him."

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