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    The only thing that can take Hermione's mind off of how much she loathes her repugnant Potions partner are the notes from her mysterious pen pal.

    And as for Pansy? She just wants to find a way to cast a permanent Silencio on Granger, and to reply to the charming stranger on the other end of her magical parchment.

     

    (aka the Pansmione "You've Got Mail" AU)

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    Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me?
    I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones
    These hunters with cell phones
    Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die
    I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you
    Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
    I'm setting off, but not without my muse
    What should be over burrowed under my skin
    In heart-stopping waves of hurt
    I've come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze
    Tell me what are my words worth
    Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die
    I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you
    Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
    I'm setting off, but not without my muse
    I want auroras and sad prose
    I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet
    'Cause I haven't moved in years
    And I want you right here
    A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground
    With no one around to tweet it
    While I bathe in cliffside pools
    With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief
    Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die
    I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you
    Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
    I'm setting off, but not without my muse
    No, not without you

  17. 07 Jan 2022

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    You've Got Mail AU-Pansmione

  18. 06 Jan 2022

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