"You'll be the death of me."

8 (The Snake) - edited

Harry's POV

When slughorn announces the end of the lesson we pour our potions into vials and label them with our names, leaving them on our benches. I follow Hermione out but to my surprise Pansy is waiting outside the classroom, "Potter!" I turn to Hemrione who has a mildly confused look on her face and smile, "see ya." I say turning to walk to Pansy, she smiles at me and I already know she's got some evil plan conjuring, "what is it?" I ask, confused, am I missing something? "Oh nothing, just thinking." I give her a look and she chuckles, "I was thinking we could all go hang out in the common room. This was your last class, right?" I nod "yea..." She laughs again, "I swear I'm not plotting anything against you Potter." I smile with her and then I see her eyes flick to something behind me. I turn around and see Malfoy and Blaise walking towards us, "Here comes the assfuck." I murmur and Pansy laughs elbowing me lightly, "You learn to love it." I groan and Malfoy seems to pick up on it, his face twisting into a smirk and an evil twinkle in his eyes. "Alright let's go." Pansy says ecstatically, turning and pulling my arm as she walks off in the direction of our common room. I hear Blaise mumble "What's she got planned do ya think," to Malfoy behind us who's equally as confused as I am about what Pansy has got planned. "Not sure," Malfoy responds under his breath, Pansy turns and smiles sickly sweetly. "You know I can hear you right?" I laugh and Malfoy's eyes snap in my direction, "You think that's funny Potter." I smile back "Yes actually," I turn back around and walk with Pansy listening to her ramble about all the gossip that I doubt has happened in only a couple days of being back at school. When we reach the Portrait hole Pansy says "Blithesome," and the portrait swings open allowing us inside.

The common room is pretty empty considering most people are done with classes for the day, Pansy starts up the stairs in the direction of my dorm and we all follow confused, Pansy swings open the door and it slams against the wall. "Jesus Pansy, be a bit more careful would you." He steps into our dorm behind me Blaise following him in, Pansy sits on my bed with me whilst Blaise and Malfoy sit on Malfoys bed across the room from us. "Alright Pansy, what do you have planned for us this afternoon?" Blaise asks we all look at her expectantly and her eyes light up, "Well in Muggle studies we were looking at all these things that muggles have invented that wizards dont have and anyway we were looking at tattoo and piercing parlors and I just so happened to get my hands on a tattoo gun." I look at her even more confused than before, "Tattoo gun?" Malfoy asks and she giggles, "It's not like an actual gun, Draco it's what they use to draw the tattoos on." I smile, "You want to tattoo us?" I ask and she smiles, "If you'll let me, otherwise I'll have to just give myself some." I think about it for a moment but what was there to lose? "Sure, I'll even trust you to decide on the design you're the one with fashion expertise." Her smile widens and she reveals the tattoo gun from her purse, "Are you really gonna let Pansy draw on you permanently?" Malfoy asks in a doubtful tone, "I mean yea." I responded, "Kay lay down and take your shirt off." Pansy instructs and it catches me slightly off guard, "You're giving him a tattoo not directing a porno Pans." Blaise cuts in, chuckling at his own statement, Pansy throws him an annoyed glare and then turns back to me waiting for me to do as she's asked. I take off my jumper first then I slip out of my white long sleeve. I don't have full on ab's but I'm not chubby either. I think the best word to describe it is toned, I have a slight v-line and you can see my abs more prominently when I tense or flex but I'm definitely not chiseled. My head hits my pillow and Pansy crawls up my bed towards me, "Now I think this is supposed to plug into something but we don't have any of those here so I'm gonna try and charm it so it works." Pansy explains hovering her wand over the machine, all of a sudden it bursts into life and I watch the needle moving quickly in the gun. "Do you have a death wish Potter?" Blaise calls over the whirring of the machine, I just laugh. Pansy instructs me to lie on my front so she can tattoo down my back. I do as I'm told and roll over exposing the back of my rib cage. "Ok you ready?" she asks from on top of me, "Yep go ahead." As soon as the words leave my mouth I feel a stinging on my spine from the needles, Blaise has his mouth agape and when I look at Malfoy his eyes are already on my face probably waiting for any reaction from me.