Pansy Parkinson

5

Part 5

I hear her breath quickening and her legs are beginning to shake.

She is holding my head down in place, but she moves one hand to her mouth to try and stop herself from making too much noise.

And then she finishes.

I keep going until she stops shaking and her breath gets back to normal. I pull her underwear back in place and look up.

Her head is laying on the back of the couch, so I am unable to see her face.

"Fuck", she says.

"Are you okay?" I ask while I look back to try to see the expression of Malfoy and Theo.

But I am unable to find them.

"Bloody hell, the boys left", I notice I am getting angry. This was his plan from the beginning.

I look back at Parkinson. "Let's just go", and she looks around trying to find her clothes.

She is avoiding eye contact.

I sigh, stand up and walk back to my clothes. I put on my trousers and grab my corset from the ground.

"Stupid bitch", I murmur to myself because I am unable to get the corset on with my drunk ass.

"Here, let me help", and she walks towards me. "Turn around", but I keep looking at her trying to get some sort of expression from her.

"For fuck sake, Jones, turn around or you can walk back naked."

I turn around. I can feel her fingers touching my back and shoulders. She puts the string through the holes and pulls it tight. I can feel her breath on my neck and so I say nothing, but neither does she.

She stops moving for a while and we stand still.

But then, I feel her fingers moving from the corset to my shoulders and neck. Her nails are making a trail to my jaw that makes me shiver.

I turn my head towards her, but my back is still facing her. Her hands are closer to my chin now and she pulls me closer. I can feel her breasts touching my back and my butt is touching her. 

Her lips are moving closer and I am still looking at her. She presses them against mine gently and I close my eyes, but not for long.

I pull back out of the kiss and open my eyes. "I am sorry", she says. I look at her, "Don't be, but what the fuck are you doing."

I grab my blazer from the ground and turn around, so I am facing her.

She looks at me with a nervous expression which makes me even more angry.

"What the fuck Parkinson. I don't fucking get you. What was that for?"

She begins to stutter, "I don't know, I am sorry okay, just forget it".

I have never seen her this nervous. She always manages to stand her ground, which is something I admire about her. But right now, she seems vulnerable, an emotion I am not used to seeing.

I don't know how but this woman amazes me every time but not in a good way.

"Just forget it?", I scream.

"Parkinson, this is not fair. You cannot play with me like this".

She looks at me with a surprised face and I can tell she is starting to get mad, "what the fuck do you mean? Iam not playing with you!"

I move my hands into my hair just being amazed at how stupid she is.

"You know I am interested in you, I am sure you know it. So why would you kiss me when you hate me? Why for god sake would you do that? Just to fuck with me, make me look vulnerable? Well try harder Parkinson, you have not succeeded yet."

Her pale face is getting some colour, red. She looks into my eyes, "Fuck off jones. And I don't hate you."

My eyes are widening. I start laughing but I am so mad.

I walk towards her, "But you do. You do hate me. I see the way you look at me when I talk about gay shit. I hear your homophobic crap. You are disgusted by the idea of people being gay. So, you do. You do hate me and stop denying it!"

She stays silent and looks away.

"I am not leaving until you give me a bloody answer!"

She looks back at me, furious. "To what question?"

I sigh again but get even more angry, "To why you keep flirting with me, why you just kissed me. Be real with me right now, just for one time. I won't wait for someone who I don't have a change with. You need to tell me if you need time to figure shit out or tell me to back off so we can go back to being enemies."

She turns around and grabs here blouse off the ground. Is this girl really going to ignore me?

My head is pounding from rage, so I walk away, towards the door, away from this bullshit. I hate this girl. Why do I allow her to play with my head? We are talking about Parkinson, Pansy fucking Parkinson!

But then she says it. "Time, time is what I need."

She looks at me just before I close the door and even now, she looks at me like she wants to kill me. But luckily, this feeling is mutual.

"Okay", I close it and walk away.