Pansy Parkinson

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[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy Parkinson -- my intro

(𝙾𝙾𝙲: 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚙 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝! 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚘𝚌 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛!!! 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌 𝚒𝚜 @funnywitchthing)

𝚜𝚕𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕

𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗

𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 "𝚙𝚞𝚐𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎" 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙼𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝚢𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚎'𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚜𝚕𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝟿𝟽'! (𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎).

𝚋𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕

𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛

𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚐𝚛𝚢𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚜

𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚈𝙾𝚄 @walking-talking-dictionary (𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢 @)

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy wakes up to several missed calls from Draco and a text.

Parksy, I am freaking out, get over here as soon as you can

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Holy jizz, Draco.

Pansy groaned, grabbing her phone and texting him back:

It’s freaking Saturday, bitch.

Then, reluctantly:

meet me in the common room

Pansy begrudgingly got out of bed, looking at the time. 6:00.

She was so going to kill him.

Dragging herself into the common room, Pansy groaned loudly to announce herself.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

“Parksy!” Draco jumped out of his chair, spilling coffee from the mug in his hands in the process. He obviously hadn’t slept much, if at all. “Geez. Good morning to you too.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

”…what the heck do you need? And at 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday-“

Pansy stopped herself when she spotted the weird mix of expressions on Draco’s face. She had devoted the past 3 years to reading his emotions like a book.

“Jesus Christ, are you having a mental crisis again?” She didn’t ask, but she could get a pretty close idea about what.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"I wouldn't- well, I wouldn't exactly- I wouldn't call it a crisis." Draco sighed, sinking into the chair again. He was tripping over his words and he knew it, and what was worse was that he knew that she knew that he knew. "I'm assuming I don't- I don't need to tell you what- well, who this is about?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Nope.”

Pansy plopped herself down into the seat next to him.

“Spill.”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Well, basically..." Draco took a deep breath, still not quite believing the words that were about to come out of his mouth. "Harrykissedme."

He looked up at Pansy through his platinum blond fringe, which had grown quite long as of late. The expression on his face was hard to place, but the redness in his cheeks was not.

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy paused.

“…well shit.”

She crossed her legs, looking unusually professional in her night clothes. Draco knew her feelings about Harry, for better or worse. “Are you… good?”

She observed at his rather… disordered appearance. It wasn’t hard for her to think they did a bit more than kiss (even though that’s not what occurred).

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Shit is right, Parksy, he probably- probably hates me now. I panicked, you know?" The last few words were slightly muffled as Draco buried his face in his hands. "I'm not sure I'll ever be good."

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Wait- you kissed Harry or did Harry kiss you? And did he act weird about it?”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Did I- okay. Right. I, uh, I should probably explain the situation, huh..." he took a sip of the coffee, grimaced, and cleared his throat. "Apologise if I talk like a halfwit now, by the way. So basically I was in the potions room because, uh, because of reasons. Yeah. But basically, Potter shows up, right? But he isn't acting like himself. He answers my questions weirdly, and then when I get close, I notice his eyes are all red?? It was proper uncanny. And then I was sort of freaking out so I, well... Ikissedhim... Merlin, I can't believe I did that.

At that point, he seemed like himself again, so I graciously apologised and suggested that we leave before things got weird. But then- get this- he kisses me. He grabs my waist like they do in movies, y'know? And- I'm not going to lie- he's not a bad kisser.

But obviously, I freak out, yeah? I push him away and in doing that, I believe I've made the biggest mistake I could've made. I'm doomed, aren't I, Parksy?"

[funnywitchthing]

“…huh.”

Maybe she should ask about the red eyes thing, but that probably isn’t the part Draco is concerned about. Whatever, it’s not like Harry was under some sort of spell or anything, that could endanger him or anyone else at Hogwarts, not if it got broken through with something like a kiss.

“I mean… yeah, I guess. Did you bother to go talk to him yet?”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Draco stared at her blankly.

"Talk to him? Are you out of your bloody mind?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy groaned loudly, dramatically tossing her head back, “Good Merlin.”

She glared at him. “I’m trying to help you, if that’s so surprising.”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Yeah, I know... but you also know how I am at confronting things..." Draco sighed and slumped further down in his chair, before suddenly sitting up straight as though he'd just remembered something. "Oh! And don't you dare interrogate him or anything, because I promised him I wouldn't tell a soul."

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy slammed her palms against her forehead. ”Then why are you telling me? God!”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

“I had to tell somebody! You honestly excepted me to keep this to myself??”

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Merlin’s tits…”

Pansy took a deep breath as if she was the one going through a crisis. “You’re fucked.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy wakes up to several missed calls from Draco and a text.

Parksy, I am freaking out, get over here as soon as you can

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Holy jizz, Draco.

Pansy groaned, grabbing her phone and texting him back:

It’s freaking Saturday, bitch.

Then, reluctantly:

meet me in the common room

Pansy begrudgingly got out of bed, looking at the time. 6:00.

She was so going to kill him.

Dragging herself into the common room, Pansy groaned loudly to announce herself.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

“Parksy!” Draco jumped out of his chair, spilling coffee from the mug in his hands in the process. He obviously hadn’t slept much, if at all. “Geez. Good morning to you too.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

”…what the heck do you need? And at 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday-“

Pansy stopped herself when she spotted the weird mix of expressions on Draco’s face. She had devoted the past 3 years to reading his emotions like a book.

“Jesus Christ, are you having a mental crisis again?” She didn’t ask, but she could get a pretty close idea about what.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"I wouldn't- well, I wouldn't exactly- I wouldn't call it a crisis." Draco sighed, sinking into the chair again. He was tripping over his words and he knew it, and what was worse was that he knew that she knew that he knew. "I'm assuming I don't- I don't need to tell you what- well, who this is about?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Nope.”

Pansy plopped herself down into the seat next to him.

“Spill.”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Well, basically..." Draco took a deep breath, still not quite believing the words that were about to come out of his mouth. "Harrykissedme."

He looked up at Pansy through his platinum blond fringe, which had grown quite long as of late. The expression on his face was hard to place, but the redness in his cheeks was not.

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy paused.

“…well shit.”

She crossed her legs, looking unusually professional in her night clothes. Draco knew her feelings about Harry, for better or worse. “Are you… good?”

She observed at his rather… disordered appearance. It wasn’t hard for her to think they did a bit more than kiss (even though that’s not what occurred).

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Shit is right, Parksy, he probably- probably hates me now. I panicked, you know?" The last few words were slightly muffled as Draco buried his face in his hands. "I'm not sure I'll ever be good."

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Wait- you kissed Harry or did Harry kiss you? And did he act weird about it?”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Did I- okay. Right. I, uh, I should probably explain the situation, huh..." he took a sip of the coffee, grimaced, and cleared his throat. "Apologise if I talk like a halfwit now, by the way. So basically I was in the potions room because, uh, because of reasons. Yeah. But basically, Potter shows up, right? But he isn't acting like himself. He answers my questions weirdly, and then when I get close, I notice his eyes are all red?? It was proper uncanny. And then I was sort of freaking out so I, well... Ikissedhim... Merlin, I can't believe I did that.

At that point, he seemed like himself again, so I graciously apologised and suggested that we leave before things got weird. But then- get this- he kisses me. He grabs my waist like they do in movies, y'know? And- I'm not going to lie- he's not a bad kisser.

But obviously, I freak out, yeah? I push him away and in doing that, I believe I've made the biggest mistake I could've made. I'm doomed, aren't I, Parksy?"

[funnywitchthing]

“…huh.”

Maybe she should ask about the red eyes thing, but that probably isn’t the part Draco is concerned about. Whatever, it’s not like Harry was under some sort of spell or anything, that could endanger him or anyone else at Hogwarts, not if it got broken through with something like a kiss.

“I mean… yeah, I guess. Did you bother to go talk to him yet?”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Draco stared at her blankly.

"Talk to him? Are you out of your bloody mind?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy groaned loudly, dramatically tossing her head back, “Good Merlin.”

She glared at him. “I’m trying to help you, if that’s so surprising.”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Yeah, I know... but you also know how I am at confronting things..." Draco sighed and slumped further down in his chair, before suddenly sitting up straight as though he'd just remembered something. "Oh! And don't you dare interrogate him or anything, because I promised him I wouldn't tell a soul."

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy slammed her palms against her forehead. ”Then why are you telling me? God!”

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy wakes up to several missed calls from Draco and a text.

Parksy, I am freaking out, get over here as soon as you can

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Holy jizz, Draco.

Pansy groaned, grabbing her phone and texting him back:

It’s freaking Saturday, bitch.

Then, reluctantly:

meet me in the common room

Pansy begrudgingly got out of bed, looking at the time. 6:00.

She was so going to kill him.

Dragging herself into the common room, Pansy groaned loudly to announce herself.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

“Parksy!” Draco jumped out of his chair, spilling coffee from the mug in his hands in the process. He obviously hadn’t slept much, if at all. “Geez. Good morning to you too.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

”…what the heck do you need? And at 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday-“

Pansy stopped herself when she spotted the weird mix of expressions on Draco’s face. She had devoted the past 3 years to reading his emotions like a book.

“Jesus Christ, are you having a mental crisis again?” She didn’t ask, but she could get a pretty close idea about what.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"I wouldn't- well, I wouldn't exactly- I wouldn't call it a crisis." Draco sighed, sinking into the chair again. He was tripping over his words and he knew it, and what was worse was that he knew that she knew that he knew. "I'm assuming I don't- I don't need to tell you what- well, who this is about?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Nope.”

Pansy plopped herself down into the seat next to him.

“Spill.”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Well, basically..." Draco took a deep breath, still not quite believing the words that were about to come out of his mouth. "Harrykissedme."

He looked up at Pansy through his platinum blond fringe, which had grown quite long as of late. The expression on his face was hard to place, but the redness in his cheeks was not.

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy paused.

“…well shit.”

She crossed her legs, looking unusually professional in her night clothes. Draco knew her feelings about Harry, for better or worse. “Are you… good?”

She observed at his rather… disordered appearance. It wasn’t hard for her to think they did a bit more than kiss (even though that’s not what occurred).

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Shit is right, Parksy, he probably- probably hates me now. I panicked, you know?" The last few words were slightly muffled as Draco buried his face in his hands. "I'm not sure I'll ever be good."

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Wait- you kissed Harry or did Harry kiss you? And did he act weird about it?”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Did I- okay. Right. I, uh, I should probably explain the situation, huh..." he took a sip of the coffee, grimaced, and cleared his throat. "Apologise if I talk like a halfwit now, by the way. So basically I was in the potions room because, uh, because of reasons. Yeah. But basically, Potter shows up, right? But he isn't acting like himself. He answers my questions weirdly, and then when I get close, I notice his eyes are all red?? It was proper uncanny. And then I was sort of freaking out so I, well... Ikissedhim... Merlin, I can't believe I did that.

At that point, he seemed like himself again, so I graciously apologised and suggested that we leave before things got weird. But then- get this- he kisses me. He grabs my waist like they do in movies, y'know? And- I'm not going to lie- he's not a bad kisser.

But obviously, I freak out, yeah? I push him away and in doing that, I believe I've made the biggest mistake I could've made. I'm doomed, aren't I, Parksy?"

[funnywitchthing]

“…huh.”

Maybe she should ask about the red eyes thing, but that probably isn’t the part Draco is concerned about. Whatever, it’s not like Harry was under some sort of spell or anything, that could endanger him or anyone else at Hogwarts, not if it got broken through with something like a kiss.

“I mean… yeah, I guess. Did you bother to go talk to him yet?”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Draco stared at her blankly.

"Talk to him? Are you out of your bloody mind?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy groaned loudly, dramatically tossing her head back, “Good Merlin.”

She glared at him. “I’m trying to help you, if that’s so surprising.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy wakes up to several missed calls from Draco and a text.

Parksy, I am freaking out, get over here as soon as you can

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Holy jizz, Draco.

Pansy groaned, grabbing her phone and texting him back:

It’s freaking Saturday, bitch.

Then, reluctantly:

meet me in the common room

Pansy begrudgingly got out of bed, looking at the time. 6:00.

She was so going to kill him.

Dragging herself into the common room, Pansy groaned loudly to announce herself.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

“Parksy!” Draco jumped out of his chair, spilling coffee from the mug in his hands in the process. He obviously hadn’t slept much, if at all. “Geez. Good morning to you too.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

”…what the heck do you need? And at 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday-“

Pansy stopped herself when she spotted the weird mix of expressions on Draco’s face. She had devoted the past 3 years to reading his emotions like a book.

“Jesus Christ, are you having a mental crisis again?” She didn’t ask, but she could get a pretty close idea about what.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"I wouldn't- well, I wouldn't exactly- I wouldn't call it a crisis." Draco sighed, sinking into the chair again. He was tripping over his words and he knew it, and what was worse was that he knew that she knew that he knew. "I'm assuming I don't- I don't need to tell you what- well, who this is about?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Nope.”

Pansy plopped herself down into the seat next to him.

“Spill.”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Well, basically..." Draco took a deep breath, still not quite believing the words that were about to come out of his mouth. "Harrykissedme."

He looked up at Pansy through his platinum blond fringe, which had grown quite long as of late. The expression on his face was hard to place, but the redness in his cheeks was not.

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy paused.

“…well shit.”

She crossed her legs, looking unusually professional in her night clothes. Draco knew her feelings about Harry, for better or worse. “Are you… good?”

She observed at his rather… disordered appearance. It wasn’t hard for her to think they did a bit more than kiss (even though that’s not what occurred).

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Shit is right, Parksy, he probably- probably hates me now. I panicked, you know?" The last few words were slightly muffled as Draco buried his face in his hands. "I'm not sure I'll ever be good."

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Wait- you kissed Harry or did Harry kiss you? And did he act weird about it?”

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy wakes up to several missed calls from Draco and a text.

Parksy, I am freaking out, get over here as soon as you can

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Holy jizz, Draco.

Pansy groaned, grabbing her phone and texting him back:

It’s freaking Saturday, bitch.

Then, reluctantly:

meet me in the common room

Pansy begrudgingly got out of bed, looking at the time. 6:00.

She was so going to kill him.

Dragging herself into the common room, Pansy groaned loudly to announce herself.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

“Parksy!” Draco jumped out of his chair, spilling coffee from the mug in his hands in the process. He obviously hadn’t slept much, if at all. “Geez. Good morning to you too.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

”…what the heck do you need? And at 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday-“

Pansy stopped herself when she spotted the weird mix of expressions on Draco’s face. She had devoted the past 3 years to reading his emotions like a book.

“Jesus Christ, are you having a mental crisis again?” She didn’t ask, but she could get a pretty close idea about what.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"I wouldn't- well, I wouldn't exactly- I wouldn't call it a crisis." Draco sighed, sinking into the chair again. He was tripping over his words and he knew it, and what was worse was that he knew that she knew that he knew. "I'm assuming I don't- I don't need to tell you what- well, who this is about?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Nope.”

Pansy plopped herself down into the seat next to him.

“Spill.”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"Well, basically..." Draco took a deep breath, still not quite believing the words that were about to come out of his mouth. "Harrykissedme."

He looked up at Pansy through his platinum blond fringe, which had grown quite long as of late. The expression on his face was hard to place, but the redness in his cheeks was not.

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy paused.

“…well shit.”

She crossed her legs, looking unusually professional in her night clothes. Draco knew her feelings about Harry, for better or worse. “Are you… good?”

She observed at his rather… disordered appearance. It wasn’t hard for her to think they did a bit more than kiss (even though that’s not what occurred).

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy wakes up to several missed calls from Draco and a text.

Parksy, I am freaking out, get over here as soon as you can

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Holy jizz, Draco.

Pansy groaned, grabbing her phone and texting him back:

It’s freaking Saturday, bitch.

Then, reluctantly:

meet me in the common room

Pansy begrudgingly got out of bed, looking at the time. 6:00.

She was so going to kill him.

Dragging herself into the common room, Pansy groaned loudly to announce herself.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

“Parksy!” Draco jumped out of his chair, spilling coffee from the mug in his hands in the process. He obviously hadn’t slept much, if at all. “Geez. Good morning to you too.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

”…what the heck do you need? And at 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday-“

Pansy stopped herself when she spotted the weird mix of expressions on Draco’s face. She had devoted the past 3 years to reading his emotions like a book.

“Jesus Christ, are you having a mental crisis again?” She didn’t ask, but she could get a pretty close idea about what.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

"I wouldn't- well, I wouldn't exactly- I wouldn't call it a crisis." Draco sighed, sinking into the chair again. He was tripping over his words and he knew it, and what was worse was that he knew that she knew that he knew. "I'm assuming I don't- I don't need to tell you what- well, who this is about?"

[pansies-and-snakes]

”Nope.”

Pansy plopped herself down into the seat next to him.

“Spill.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy wakes up to several missed calls from Draco and a text.

Parksy, I am freaking out, get over here as soon as you can

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Holy jizz, Draco.

Pansy groaned, grabbing her phone and texting him back:

It’s freaking Saturday, bitch.

Then, reluctantly:

meet me in the common room

Pansy begrudgingly got out of bed, looking at the time. 6:00.

She was so going to kill him.

Dragging herself into the common room, Pansy groaned loudly to announce herself.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

“Parksy!” Draco jumped out of his chair, spilling coffee from the mug in his hands in the process. He obviously hadn’t slept much, if at all. “Geez. Good morning to you too.”

[pansies-and-snakes]

”…what the heck do you need? And at 6:00 in the morning on a Saturday-“

Pansy stopped herself when she spotted the weird mix of expressions on Draco’s face. She had devoted the past 3 years to reading his emotions like a book.

“Jesus Christ, are you having a mental crisis again?” She didn’t ask, but she could get a pretty close idea about what.

[pansies-and-snakes]

Don't worry, Pansy, I believe you - that the eye in your profile picture is your own, that is.

We all know about your little crush, dearest. Only a matter of time before she does, too.

-M

@in-the-cupboards

(OOC: On a serious note, though, if I ever overstep or hurt anyone's feelings, say the word and I’ll delete this blog. This is just for fun, no harm intended.) 

I’m sorry?

ugh, not another one of these…

[pansies-and-snakes]

Pansy wakes up to several missed calls from Draco and a text.

Parksy, I am freaking out, get over here as soon as you can

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Holy jizz, Draco.

Pansy groaned, grabbing her phone and texting him back:

It’s freaking Saturday, bitch.

Then, reluctantly:

meet me in the common room

Pansy begrudgingly got out of bed, looking at the time. 6:00.

She was so going to kill him.

Dragging herself into the common room, Pansy groaned loudly to announce herself.

[pansies-and-snakes]

Why is your pfp a close up of Hermione's eye?

Yes, I can tell it's her.

You aren't subtle, Pansy.

jesus christ go to hell that is clearly NOT granger you blind brambleweed

[pansies-and-snakes]

Harry's being a little bitch

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Fuck you want me to do abt it? Aren’t you supposed to be head over heels or something?

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Oh my wizard god... Parksy, have you fucking met me?

[pansies-and-snakes]

Yeah? Seriously, if you came here just to complain, then you’re not gonna do it with me.

…but out of curiosity. What did Potter do, hmm?

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Just... I don't know, he's being, like, meaner than usual... like, he thinks that i think that helping him is the only nice thing i do... and he told me to fuck off...

[pansies-and-snakes]

so stop being nice to him.

if he’s being an ass, you can stop talking to him. If he actually cares, he’ll realize he fucked up and apologize

[bleached-blond-bitch]

right, parksy, but what if he doesn't??

[pansies-and-snakes]

then you deserve fucking better, obviously 🙄

[pansies-and-snakes]

Harry's being a little bitch

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Fuck you want me to do abt it? Aren’t you supposed to be head over heels or something?

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Oh my wizard god... Parksy, have you fucking met me?

[pansies-and-snakes]

Yeah? Seriously, if you came here just to complain, then you’re not gonna do it with me.

…but out of curiosity. What did Potter do, hmm?

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Just... I don't know, he's being, like, meaner than usual... like, he thinks that i think that helping him is the only nice thing i do... and he told me to fuck off...

[pansies-and-snakes]

so stop being nice to him.

if he’s being an ass, you can stop talking to him. If he actually cares, he’ll realize he fucked up and apologize

[pansies-and-snakes]

Harry's being a little bitch

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Fuck you want me to do abt it? Aren’t you supposed to be head over heels or something?

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Oh my wizard god... Parksy, have you fucking met me?

[pansies-and-snakes]

Yeah? Seriously, if you came here just to complain, then you’re not gonna do it with me.

…but out of curiosity. What did Potter do, hmm?

[pansies-and-snakes]

Harry's being a little bitch

- @bleached-blond-bitch

Fuck you want me to do abt it? Aren’t you supposed to be head over heels or something?

[pansies-and-snakes]

@bleached-blond-bitch

My gay ass was about to hurl in front of your pops jsyk

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Sorry, could you translate to human speech?

[pansies-and-snakes]

He started talking about how we were a “perfect match.”

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Oh. Apologies, he's quite insistent on that.

[pansies-and-snakes]

He is???

Merlin.

…how’s your summer been, then?

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Oh, you know. Uneventful. I've spent most of my time reading or trying to avoid the sun, and thinking about H- um, Hogwarts...

[pansies-and-snakes]

…

Draco.

Don’t tell me you spent your whole summer daydreaming about Potter.

[bleached-blond-bitch]

Oh, come on Parksy, I've got more dignity than that.

[pansies-and-snakes]

🤨

[prongs--jr]

If I have to write one more fucking essay, I'm gonna crash out. It's, like, the 2nd week of school, why do I have 5 essays to write.

@luna-rya-lovegood @bleached-blond-bitch @betterthanfred @betterthangeorge @ginny-not-ginevra @walking-talking-dictionary @neville-sucks-at-magic @ron-b-weasley @purebloodprincezabini @angie-jj @pansies-and-snakes @the-real-oliver-wood

[pansies-and-snakes]

“Wah wah, I’m so blind and stupid, I can’t handle basic homework!”

[prongs--jr]

I can do it! It's just annoying as fuck is all. I'd rather be doing other things.

[pansies-and-snakes]

Yeah yeah, whatever you say, Potter.