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Dream Girl

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(Hermione's POV)

I can't believe I have actually fallen for Pansy Parkinson! Everyone is expecting that I marry Ron and we have loads of little kids. It was foolish of Harry, Ron, and me to think that there would be no more expectations. No more people asking about our personal lives. It had indeed been a great shock to the wizarding world when Ron and I decided to stop dating. It wasn't a fight or a bad breakup, in fact, him and I are still good friends. There is no animosity between me and the Weasley family either. They still welcome me into their home and Molly still mothers me. But, what would people say if they found out I dated a Slytherin! It would probably be a scandal. Not to mention, that particular Slytherin probably doesn't like me anymore. I find my life isn't as good as I thought it would be. I decided to come back for my final year of schooling and, here I am. 'I'm always walking to the same old place.' Either to the classes or Hogsmeade. Nothing is new or fun. 

Harry has gone travelling and Ron is in Auror training. Ginny couldn't face going back to Hogwarts and is studying in the wizarding school located in the Black Forest in Germany. None of my friends came back. I suddenly decide to do something totally reckless and very much not me. I conjure a patronus and give the otter a message. "Pansy, I know we decided to break up, but could you just meet me, please?" The patronus flies off and I bury my head in my hands. I call the waiter over and ask for a hot chocolate. I look at the cake in front of me. 'I'm gonna buy a drink and while I wait, I'ma eat my cake, make the same mistakes.' 

Pansy walks in when I have just finished the slice of cake. She finds my table and sits down. "Look Mione, I'm sorry for how we left things...", she starts. I hold up a hand to stop her. "'I know that you don't think that I can be the one, but I can be your one.'", I say. Pansy smiles sadly at me. "'I may be acting crazy now, it's getting late.'", I explain. "Mione, you're not acting crazy. Look, I regret how we left it. I wish we were still together. I couldn't tell you before but when they took my parents, 'They took my heart away, but I'll be okay.'", she tells me. I reach over the table and hold her hand in mine. 

"'In my dream world I'm still your dream girl. Not if, buts, or maybes.'", I say. She smiles back at me, "'I'm still your baby.'" I lean over the table and kiss her square on the lips. I can feel her smiling. I order two glasses of Monkey Shoulder. It's my favourite daily drinker and Madame Rosmerta made sure there always was a bottle for me. Pansy raises an eyebrow at me. "Watcha looking at me like that for?", I ask. We get two glasses and I inhale the smell. It's a decent whiskey. "You like to get drunk!", she asks. I hold up my index finger. "First of all, you don't get drunk on whisky unless you drink four glasses or more. I drink like one. And secondly, 'Sometimes I like to get a little drunk, just to have some fun.'", I explain. Pansy laughs. "You're different.", she points out. "' I kinda like the girl that I become when I'm all alone. Since you been gone.'", I say. She looks guilty for a second. "'But now I'm calling you at 3 AM to speak to you again.'", I am obviously referring to the many unanswered calls I made in the middle of the night when I couldn't deal with the loneliness. "'You took my heart away.'", I admit and smile sadly. Pansy takes a tentative sip of the whisky enjoying the warm burn in her throat. "'In my dream world I'm still your dream girl.'", Pansy repeats my statement from earlier. Pansy walks around the table and pulls me out of my seat. I take one last gulp of whiskey before we walk out of the bar. We run to the stone slap that looks out towards the shrieking shack and sit down next to each other. It is already November, so the air is getting cold. Pansy hands me her sweater and I put it on, letting the sleeves fall over my hands and bringing them up to take a deep inhale. "'I'm still your baby.'", I say as I snuggle into her side.