the florarium

She probably shouldn't have kissed him - but Merlin was it a good kiss. She could feel the brush of wool and corduroy on her bare arms, the sides of her face, and the soft prickling of his hair against her forehead. She pressed herself against him further, and consequently him against the deep mahogany of the closet walls. What a truly interesting place to kiss a pretty boy. The sounds of the party echoed around them, muffled but very much there. But she didn't much care about that. She cared much more about getting her hands on this tall, handsome, and eager boy who had been sharing her stares of longing for years.

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AU where there are no Horcruxes (Voldemort is actually dead after the Great Wizarding War).

Seventh Year, everything else is normal (i.e., Cedric isn't Deadric, Sirius is crazy but ok, etc. Idk I don't wanna write too much angst yet fjdskfhd)

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Neville Longbottom / Seraphina Easton (OC)