ALL I EVER NEED | PANSY PARKINSON

CHAPTER 9 - KNOW MY WORTH

PANSY

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed, feeling myself tired and my mouth dry. Looking around, still registering where the bloody hell am I and why am I wearing this? I look at the oversized shirt that covers my body puzzled.

Merlin, my lower region hurts like crazy. I squinted my eyes at the neat side table with a clock, pointing to half past nine. The sun shining through the window.

Grumbling, I tried my best to stand up to no avail. Why do I feel like I’ve been thoroughly fucked? I thought, puzzled.

But then the memories from yesterday came rushing back and I felt my face flushed and myself going hot again. Oh my Salazar, I’ve been thoroughly fucked.

I’ve been thoroughly tongue fucked by a hot witch last night, I chuckled in disbelief.

Whenever I think about her, I felt my knees going weak. She have this effect on me that no one else does.

The first time that I saw her in the train for  Hogwarts, I’ve known to myself that I’m doomed. I remember that day quite vividly. From the train up to the sorting were I’ve never acted that crazy in my entire life and I’m telling you, I was born crazy.

“Pansy, how was your summer?” Daphne asked me.

We’re in a compartment along with Millicent, Tracy and Astoria.

Somehow, I always find myself in their company. Even how much I tried to avoid them, I can’t bring myself to because they were the only people who stayed with me, when no one else want to. Even when they only talk about how pathetic Gryffindors are, and how Draco have a dashing smile.

I admit, I had a crush on him before. He was kind of a pretty boy as they say, that’s why I tried to go along with everything he did. Even bullying everyone just to get into his good side.

It’s pathetic I know. I’ve been cruel ever since first year just to make the person I liked, like me back. But no matter how much I tried to, no matter how much I tried to please him with my every move, I couldn’t satisfy him enough. That’s why I stopped.

I don’t want to give everything to him when all he did was the bare minimum.

I can’t possibly be a last resort. I can’t possibly be one of his choices, that’s why I distanced myself from him during summer. Never visiting his manor even though my mother pressured me to go.

I know my worth.

I’m Pansy fucking Parkinson.

And they should bow down to me.

Not the other way around.

“Are you listening to me Pansy?” Daphne snapped her fingers in front of my face making me narrow my eyes at her and grumbled.

“No I’m not.” I answered, while rolling my eyes.

She rolled her eyes as well mumbling, “Bitch.”

She’s sweet right? I’m used to it by now that it doesn’t even phased me. “As I was saying, before you zoned out, I heard that the Minister of Magic’s granddaughter will be transferring at Hogwarts. Father was discussing it with mother last night.” She continued. “Imagine being on her good side.”

Astoria, who’s flipping her pages of her book asked, “Isn’t she an author? I’ve read her books last summer, and it was so heartwarming. Although some of her books we’re really heartbreaking. She can’t possibly be that heartbroken with her age, she didn’t even pass 20 yet.”