A Panville Breeding Kink AU With, you know, Magical Consequences Word Count:6064 Rating:Explicit
Pansy could do nothing but stare at Neville as he laughed. He laughed so hard, in fact, that he pulled away from her, and despite the warmth of her laugh, she suddenly felt cold.
Why was he laughing? Did he think this was a joke? She would never joke about something like this. This was… this was serious. This was a big deal. This was life changing.
Laughing. He was… laughing. She was terrified of losing him, heartbroken at the prospect, in fear that he might not want the same thing… and he thought it was a joke.
He only just managed to catch his breath, and Pansy was ready to eviscerate him. How dare he-
“Marry me,” he said, a grin clear across his face. And then, it dropped. “Shit, I mean-”
“What?” she asked, taking a step back in shock. She had expected him to be honorable and offer to do the right thing, but she hadn’t expected him to say it so fast. And… well, not with a smile on his face.
“I did not mean to say that,” he said, his face going grey. “I meant to say-”
“You can’t ask me to marry you just because I’m pregnant!” she gasped out, taking a step away from him. This was just as she feared, and yet, worse. Worse, because now he was already trying to get out of it, not even ten seconds after asking her.
A Panville Breeding Kink AU With, you know, Magical Consequences Word Count:8421 Rating:Explicit
“Hermionesaid this was a good list?” Neville asked again, as though she had not already said it fifteen times. And she had. Said it, that is. She had told him repeatedly.
“It’s the exact list that she and Draco are using,” Pansy agreed, not looking up from the bathroom sink, where she was washing her face.
She could practically sense Neville’s disbelief, but really…
Well, she doubted it was a joke, and upon looking at the list, reading it… She could see why Hermione was so proud of it. The list was very thorough.
And, apparently, it had more than spiced up Hermione and Draco’s love life.
Not that they were in need of spicing up, of course. If any couple was going to be caught in a linen closet or sneaking off to the loo, it would always be the pair of them. They seemed unable to keep their hands off of one another.
Pansy could only surmise that the reason for assembling the list was a mixture of curiosity and a desire for research. When it had first been mentioned, she had no interest in the matter-
After all, whatever Draco and Hermione were doing in the bedroom, that was no business of hers.
The lavender hedge was filled with heliotrope blooms, stalks bending under the weight of coin-sized bumblebees, their furred black and yellow bodies shrouded in veils of pollen. (Chapter 4 of A Dress with Pocketsby@pacific-rimbaud)
If two unfortunate occurrences already happened—for example: having to travel to bumfuck nowhere with a colleague she has a crush on (a colleague who, to add insult to injury, barely acknowledges her presence) and then having to share the room with said colleague—a third one is likely to take place.
Pansy doesn’t give weight to the nature of those ridiculous notions until they enter their room only to find the third bad thing.
It’s intimate moments like this that makes their love grow stronger. When Pansy and Neville can just hold each other after being so passionate together. when they can be skin to skin, whispering sweet nothings to each other
“Peppy, he’s been telling me he loves me all this time. The apple blossoms, the tulips, the Austrian roses…”
Midwinter Mysteries by @prinzessineilis // E // 19K // Draco/Neville // pureblood courting rituals !!!! secret admirers, gifts and mystery, Hogwarts professors?! ALL THE YES.
Except, it was an arrangement of camellias, three by three. Three white as a sign that the sender thought he was attractive. Three in pink to show longing. Three in red for ardour. It was a perfectly ordinary, perfectly organised, perfectly traditional courting gift. A declaration of intention in the language of flowers.
A Love Languageby@signifiquint // M // 8K // Wolfstar // ugh I get all sappy when these two get the life and love they deserved, and this fic hit the nail on the head. so sweet, their little family is so perfect.
“Phlox. Ahem.” He paused, a blush spreading over his cheeks, despite Remus being unable to see his face. “ Our souls are united.” Sirius grasped around for Remus’ hand, twisting the bands he found on his ring finger around and around.
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In first place, yes, I know I’m crazy, but I’m absolutely in love with this little universe I created, so here is one more story, I mean not really in the MSB Universe. These are the ‘What If’ Stores
