stay wild

Everything has a beginning and an end. Life is just a cycle of starts and stops. There are ends we don’t desire, but they’re inevitable, we have to face them. It’s what being human is all about

Pairing: Cormac McLaggen x Pansy Parkinson

Setting: Modern, non-magical, college football AU; sequel to this

Word Count: 928

Written For: @gingerbregulus [for Surviving her finals and generally being a Highkey Fave]

It’s been two months and basically half of Bowl season since Pansy had decided to continue sleeping with Cormac McLaggen, like, on the sly—purely out of patriotic loyalty to her Lord and Savior, Alabama Football—and it was going…well.

Too well.

Suspiciously well.

He calls her ‘princess’ and she calls him ‘Yankee asshole’ and if her lips now tingle just the slightest lingering bit when he leans down to kiss her, or lifts her up to kiss him, she figures it’s a normal chemical reaction to, like, his eyes or his biceps or his mouth, and resolutely ignores the accompanying tightness in her chest. And the fluttering in her stomach. And the ongoing violin medley of bullshit-she-didn’t-deserve-a-CMA-for-this Taylor Swift lyrics hijacking her thoughts, like, all the fucking time.

It’s not a big deal.

She won’t let it be a big deal.