[Harry Potter] My Brilliant Yet Foolish Friend

"Hey! Beverly!" (Putting an arm around her)

"Vuu, get off me!" (Disgusted, she shoves them away forcefully)

"Ah, as if..." (She keeps shaking them off in disgust)

Beverly has a head of brilliant golden hair. Her excessively pretty, sweet face is always alight with a guileless innocence that doesn't fit in with the pure-blood crowd. Her olive-green eyes and vivid red lips make her more beautiful than a rose beaded with morning dew.

"She's naive and stupid, sure. But I can't deny she's stunning!"

"Every time she gives me that silly smile, I feel like I've been hit with a Veela's curse. I just can't refuse any of her requests!" said Ms. P, who was beside herself but still refused to reveal her name.

A spoiled, pampered heiress adored by all x a put-upon, cleanup-duty-taking, hopelessly indulgent bad boy, in my own take

Warnings: My take on HP, with severe OOC. Run if that's not for you.

Theme: Tender love makes people tender.