Haze

I relate to this so much

I wish I was instead of dying on this busy night shift 😭

Love this for you! Me awake in the middle of the night will be wishing for my bed later. Trying to squeeze in a little nap to reduce the misery

Same the struggle us real to get work done before my night shift

Reading some snape/hermione tonight and the angst is chef’s kiss

Words cannot describe how little my will to go to my height shift at the hospital is tonight….

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Not surprising at all 😏

Just had a pumpkin mousse mini tart and it was epic 🔥

Same *yells at myself to do 40 questions today*

Respectfully and with no pressure at all:

Please I would die for you writing ddlg 🥵🤌🏼

Same I love it so much! The tension it adds is yum (esp the forbidden/I shouldn’t aspect)

I feel the same way about studying. Literally trying to get someone to yell at me for each day I don’t do practice questions 😭

Mood! I have been dead ever since coming back and have just made myself shower :/

Still trying to coax myself to study but might just blob

Thank you for the feedback! I’ll definitely keep the panels

First ever drabble posted on here! Let me know what works best, please - panels vs. text thread!

She pulls back from his embrace and kisses him hard, unable to squash the hope flying high in her heart.

“I love you, Neville Longbottom”

“You can’t get rid of me, little devil.”

“I can and I will, Pansy Parkinson. Nothing matters more than you. I’ve found someone to run the store while we set up in Paris. I’ll work on longer solutions once I’m there. But us.. being with you… that’s non-negotiable, Princess.”

“Holding on to you, little devil… I told you we’d revisit your break up idea… and yet somehow here you are leaving town without me.”

“You can’t come with me, Neville,” she mumbles into his coat.

She got out and before she could even register what was happening, she was in his arms.

“Thank God. I found you,” he muttered as he pressed a kiss into her hair.

“What are you doing, Neville?”

She turned around to take a look at who was honking so incessantly this late at night on an empty street.

“Neville…,” she gasped

She asked the taxi driver to pull to the side of the road and the taxi behind hers followed.

To expect him to wait through the 2 years her program would take. Even longer if she got the apprenticeship she wanted… it was unfathomable.

*honk*

*honk, honk*

She winced at the sound that has interrupted her ruminating thoughts so rudely.

She’d taken a while to owl him back with an answer, but he’d been patient with her.

Always there but never imposing.

He still wanted to be there.

But she could never… would never… impose on anyone like that.

The shy, clumsy boy who grew up to be a quiet yet kind giant of a man.

The last 18 months had been some of the best, albeit scariest.

Having stumbled into him, quite literally, at Draco’s apothecary, she’d been caught off guard when he’d asked her out on a date.

It had to do with a gentle giant of a man, whose arms felt like home. Those kind warm eyes and that awkward smile. That deep voice that reverberated all the way through her even on the dark days.

She’d never expected to find someone like him.

Neville.

Going to Paris and getting into ESMOD had always been her dream.

So why was it so hard to let go of this dreary rainy city?

Deep down, she knew it had nothing to do with the city.

In text form for those who prefer that:

Pansy gazes out the window of her taxi, taking in the melancholy London rainy night she’s chosen to depart the city on.

She never thought she’d feel this way as she heads towards the next chapter of pursuing her dreams.

Panville drabble, image prompt by panvilleprompts on X app.

See 4 panels below for the drabble!

I’m so glad to be here. I’m planning on posting a little Panville tomorrow here and on X. A little nervous. 😅