A/N: Okay, this is a fic I wrote at about 1:30 in the morning after drinking too much coffee and not being able to sleep. Forgive the weirdness.
Also, CobraGirl was the one that told me about the challenge and got me into the HP kick.
Thus, I wrote a response to the challenge by Flourish to write a drabble (exactly 100 words long) with the word 'horticulture' in it.







Lily

He watched her.

She danced across the ballroom floor, first with Sirius, then James, and even a turn with Remus.

But never him.

Oh, sure, she was nice to him, and helped him with his homework, but she would never look at him that way, with the light of love in her eyes.

And why would she?

Who was he but a pudgy boy good only at horticulture?

Yet, he loved her.

He loved her beauty, her light, her.

He wanted her.

He needed her.

And he would have her.

Oh yes, one day, she would be his.

One day.












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