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the bed was the canvas; we were the art.

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"I found in her all the answers I hadn't thought to ask." (x) Hannah | Hufflepuff (She/They) The moon of my life.
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My headcanon - Astoria is bi and gets together with Pansy in Scorp's childhood. Draco and her part on friendly terms & they all take care of Scorp, Pansy like the honorary mother who also regularly gets drunk with Draco & gives him blunt love advice.

I love this! It would be interesting if initially, Astoria and Draco would invite Pansy to join them every so often while they fucked, and they all found that they looked forward to those times the most- Astoria loved getting to see Pansy’s mask of haughty indifference slip away as she fell apart around her tongue, and Draco loved seeing how wild and flushed and free Astoria looked like that, how Pansy made something come alive in her that he’d never seen before. And eventually, Draco would suggest that Pansy and Astoria should try being together just the two of them, and Astoria would remind him that Potter’s single now so maybe he should quit whining about him all the time and try to do something about it. And they’d all still love and support each other and would drown Scorpius in love, Harry leaning against Draco’s shoulder and Astoria running her fingers through Pansy’s hair as Scor put on performances for them and made them all laugh, Al watching Scor shyly and wondering how someone so sparkly and magnetic could be real

And Ginny would bring her girlfriend Luna over, and Luna would take Scor and Al out hunting for Nargles while everyone else drank wine and competed to see who could do the best “my father will hear about this!” impression (Ginny always won)

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if you talk enough sense, then you’ll lose your mind

Pairing: Pansy Parkinson x Gregory Goyle Word Count: 816 Inspired by: @provocative-envy  on ao3

The first time he called her “Baby,” a thought passed fleetingly through her brain that she should be offended.

“I’m not your baby,” she thought, even as a whimper escaped her throat. She dug her sharp nails into his shoulders. His hands held onto her hips, and she felt his callouses rough against her skin.

“Go on,” he grunted in a whisper.

She did.

Even as the months passed and turned into a year, as her visit turned into an extended stay and her belongings made their way out of her trunks and into dresser drawers, she couldn’t shake the anger over not getting what she wanted out of life.

“Get over it,” he said to her one evening, as he threw another log onto the fire. The punishment for their crimes was to live a wandless life for two years. Stripped of his magic, Greg had only tapped into his human power. Pansy caught herself biting her lip as she saw him fan the flames with yesterday’s Prophet, and she cleared her throat.

“We were on the wrong side. We’re losers, Pans,” he concluded. He flopped onto the couch beside her, and threw an arm around her small shoulders.

Don’t call me ‘Pans,’” she wanted to say, but as she burrowed into his side, she only closed her eyes. “The only loser I see here is you,” she murmured into his ear.

“Fuck off, Parkinson,” he replied as he began tickling her, trailing wet kisses up and down her neck. She pretended she hated it, but the sound of her laugh echoing in the otherwise empty room betrayed her.

And later that night, as they moved together, she clung to the headboard and felt every bit the winner.

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pansy’s never identified with the golden girl.

her fuck-ups aren’t life-changing. she doesn’t learn anything important from them. she has insecurities that she’d much rather ignore than overcome.

no one takes her seriously.

she isn’t good at doing the right thing. she’s afraid of the word helpless. she’ll never forget how intensely fear lurches, sweats, sucker-punches and sea-sick sways. she can’t. she doesn’t get to. she’s not the hero. her tear ducts are salt flats, and she doesn’t mean it when she cries.

she’s the mean girl, the sidekick, the one whose uncertainties are louder than her nightmares.

but if she loves you.

if she loves you.

if she loves you, she’ll bleed herself dry. she’ll fight battles she can’t win. she’ll lie to keep you safe. she’ll chase and she’ll comfort and she’ll cauterize. she’ll need you until you need her to stop.

she’s raw.

not rotten.

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HP Girls as Moon/Sun Lesbians Things

Ginny Weasley, Sun Lesbian: grass stains, scabbed knees, putting aloe on sunburns, early morning walks, balancing on sidewalk edges, high ponytails, biting into a ripe peach 

Luna Lovegood, Moon Lesbian: stargazing, burning incense, connecting freckles to make constellations, sketching pictures of her girlfriend snuggled under the blankets, catching fireflies 

Lavender Brown, Sun Lesbian: sun tanning, cute bikinis, (lavender) scented lotion, sweet tea, shaking magic 8 balls, making flower crowns, the feeling of sand squishing between her toes

Parvati Patil, Moon Lesbian: horoscopes, always wearing headphones, black and white photographs, binge-watching netflix, 24 hour diners, crescent moons, braiding her hair while its wet

Hermione Granger, Moon Lesbian: messy buns, old books, thick-framed glasses, black coffee, staying up until her eyes hurt, crisp buttondowns, planetarium dates, twilight  

Pansy Parkinson, Moon Lesbian: sleeping in, cat-eye make up, wearing men’s cologne as perfume, red wine, baking cookies at 2 am, talking with her girlfriend all night, crushed velvet

Nymphadora Tonks, Sun Lesbian: Wearing bright colors, putting glitter on everything, berry picking, chapstick, baseball caps, oversized sunglasses, decorating sugar cookies, mood rings

Fleur Delacour, Moon Lesbian: candlelight, braiding her girlfriend’s hair, silk sheets, dark chocolate, curling up in armchairs, foamy cappuccinos, silver jewelry, pink lipstick 

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