Pansy Parkinson didn't expect her magical prenup to force her into marrying Neville bloody Longbottom of all people. But after a series of unfortunate clauses and one meddling inheritance curse, she’s stuck with him, his plants, and his maddening habit of looking devastatingly good while doing absolutely nothing she asks.
She's determined to make his life hell.
He’s somehow always one step ahead.
There are rules. There are insults. There is tension so thick the roses are blushing.
Arranged marriage. Enemies to lovers. Petty power plays. Sexual tension in every hallway.
And yes, the vines have opinions.