author's note

Oshun's eyebrows were drawn together deeply. She studied the ink on her card, perplexed. Even reread the words to make sure she read it properly.

"Who'd you get, Oshun?" Forest stood from her bed to sit next to her roommate. She peeked over to see Oshun's card. "Oh?"

"I got Fred Weasley and Draco Malfoy."

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With the redhead, she felt wanted and held.

With blond, she felt alive and thrilled.

Those were things she constantly sought for, things she didn't fancy more than the other. She yearned for them all equally, almost as if they were her serotonin.

And the fact that these two boys were both able to quench her thirst for these things was beyond magical.

She wouldn't want to be alluringly entwined with anybody else.