Cigarettes After Sex
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Last published Wed, Aug 18, 2021
She could feel the bitter cold stabbing at her as she sat outside on the cold stone steps of the castle, waiting, prolonging the inevitable that would come with entering those grand doors and accepting that this was where she was. She wasn't wrapped in his arms safe from the world, she was quite possibly the furthest she had ever been from him. But her hand wrapped around his lighter and filled her with comfort.
Pansy relished the warmth that came from the inside the walls of Hogwarts, a place she had once considered home. But she was never at home any more, only with him, only with Theo.
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