sninnamon
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"What was all that this morning with Parkinson?" he asked, lips curled upwards in amusement. His hand retreated into his pocket. "Nothing wicked, I hope?"
"It's all in good fun," I said. "Pansy knows we only tease her because we love her."
A sly smile broke out onto his handsome mouth. "Should I be worried, then?"
(female Slytherin OC, first person perspective)