Wearing Nothing

witchsweekly:
pansy parkinson was a witch in harry potter’s year at hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. she was born into the parkinson family, members of the sacred twenty-eight. pansy was sorted into slytherin house and in her fifth year became a prefect.

spittingsugars:
“it wasn’t like she was in love with him or anything. no, love would be too simple an explanation. love would be blush-y butterflies tumbling around her in tummy after a late night filled with tentative kisses under the neon sign at the bar. not the crashing waves of emotion that chilled her to the core and sent a romantic stream of acid to banish any trace of butterflies from the pit of her stomach. these feelings were so strong that she couldn’t put a finger on them. all at once, love seemed like a blanket statement for something that was much greater than us all. something that was religiously sacred. was he her religion? if he was, you could find her kneeling at his altar in worship, in total awe of his presence. but no, religion was too broad of a concept to be applied to this man. he was, to put it simply, everything. maybe she was “in everything” with him, as idiotic as it sounds. everything seemed like enough to describe what he made her feel.”
- via @spittingsugars (2019)