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slumberTitle: Strawberry Kisses (Not Quite TV Love)
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Pansy/Hermione
Length: 100 words
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Summary: "Maybe it's not true / Love on the TV / Just like we imagined it"
Additional Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
inell, who requested Pansy/Hermione with the words "tastes like strawberries". Funny, I'd've thought I'd do the other two requests because they included Blaise, but. Whee for femmeslash! Also, summary and inspiration for the title comes from "Shiny Red Balloon", by Barbie's Cradle. Local band, lovely song.
It wasn't the way they said it would be.
There was no sweet violin playing a ballad in the background or tenderly whispered promises to giggle to or perfectly rendered moments imprinting themselves upon memory - instead Hermione couldn't stop shaking and Pansy's fingers tugged at her hair painfully, and her back was hurting against the rough surface of the stone walls and Pansy called her mudblood.
She fisted hands into the Slytherin uniform, pulling Pansy up to kiss her and she sneered against her kiss, and she thought at least they got the strawberry taste of her lips right.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Pansy/Hermione
Length: 100 words
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Summary: "Maybe it's not true / Love on the TV / Just like we imagined it"
Additional Notes: For
inell, who requested Pansy/Hermione with the words "tastes like strawberries". Funny, I'd've thought I'd do the other two requests because they included Blaise, but. Whee for femmeslash! Also, summary and inspiration for the title comes from "Shiny Red Balloon", by Barbie's Cradle. Local band, lovely song.It wasn't the way they said it would be.
There was no sweet violin playing a ballad in the background or tenderly whispered promises to giggle to or perfectly rendered moments imprinting themselves upon memory - instead Hermione couldn't stop shaking and Pansy's fingers tugged at her hair painfully, and her back was hurting against the rough surface of the stone walls and Pansy called her mudblood.
She fisted hands into the Slytherin uniform, pulling Pansy up to kiss her and she sneered against her kiss, and she thought at least they got the strawberry taste of her lips right.
