| ||Rating: 12+||Story Reviews: 39|
Characters: Seamus, Pansy
Genre(s): Fluff, General, Romance
Pairings: Other Pairing
First Published: 2006.08.11
Last Published Chapter: 2006.08.19
Last Updated: 2008.01.09
Favorite Story Of: 30 users
| ||Advisory: No Warnings|
Pansy had been leaning against the ivy-snared wall for hours, wishing it would pull her inside and keep her hidden. She closed her plain brown eyes and breathed in. It was the very last day of school before holidays. Summer was almost there and the ivy smelled like sunlight and buzzing insects. Slowly, she lifted a hand and placed a long tendril of ivy around her neck and shoulders—the comforting touch she had lacked. Banner by me.
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|1||Ivy and the Art
So there Pansy sat, feeling sorry for herself and unbuttoning her collar lower and lower to defy the burning heat. Or maybe she didn’t want to escape it. Let it burn, let it distort, let it simmer on her flawed features. Sweat collected in the dip of her throat. Her heavy head leaned back, hair tangling in the ivy, becoming part of it.
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