Every once in a blue moon, things went right for Neville Longbottom. Which is exactly why, on 1st September of 1995, Evelyn Bishop came marching into his compartment on the train, professing her absolute lack of skills in Herbology and her vivid desire to pass her Herbology O.W.L., with his help of course.
the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fan...
"loud or loudly; to preform or written to be preformed loudly" falling for him was like sitting amidst an orchestra while every member played the selected piece as loud as they could. messy, dangerous, and a bad idea from the beginning. but i loved every minute of it.