50 words or less, for EscapeInMyBookshelf
Unrelated microfics, please consider them a tour of various pairings and scenes.
We will not always adhere to the word limit, but we will always have fun.
Neville, our resident sweetheart has a crush, your choice as to who it is.
50 Words
There was an angel in Greenhouse Three, and she was smiling at him.
Him.
When she waved him over to share her bench, his stomach flipped so hard that he tripped over a stray bag of compost and straight into the nearby potting table.
“Neville! Are you alright?”
“Never better.”
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