♫ You bewitched me... From the first time that you kissed me... Waited all night... Then we ran down the street in the late London light... The world froze around us, you kissed me good night...♪

It was safe to say you were in deep. She was a siren coming to collect your heart. A fae in midnight's slumber seducing you into eternal servitude. An eldritch horror praying on your curiosity, waiting in the dark.

She was forcing you to let her do henna on your back. Pandora Rosier was the vervain to your (non) vampiric heart. You were supposed to be grumpy and tough, a Quidditch star. Yet here you are, letting her straddle your back and make doodles on your back.

...stupid puppy eyes, making you melt. Ow! She poked a little too hard on your spine.

"Stay still. If you would just stay still, it wouldn't hurt that much." Pandora says, gently putting her free hand on your shoulder blade and keeping you down.

"You expect me not to jerk from pain when you're poking a needle into my delicate back?!" You respond, begrudgingly staying still... absolutely whipped for her.

"Yes, you'll be fine. Just stay still, I'm almost done." She sighs and kisses the back of your head as she doodles, letting you get comfortable again.

Her pillow smells nice, just like her... lavender, vanilla, and apple mint.