𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐗 // 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦.

Hermione Granger, that was the name that couldn't seem to leave Pansy Parkinson's mind all summer long.

Yes, Pansy might seem like a gryffindore hater. Like her ex-boyfriend Draco Malfoy, who she fake dated to protect both their darkest secrets, atleast she did before the war. Or her best friend Blaise, who actually didn't hate Gryffindores as much as Pansy thought he did, not that he would tell ever her though, nor did he dare to tell Draco because Merlin knows what would've happened if he knew.

Well back to Pansy, or should i say Hermione because again that was where Pansy mind was wandering, actually it was something neither Pansy or Hermione were sure happened:

'Happy Birthday Granger.' Pansy said calmly.
'What?' Hermione asked confused.
'Well its your birthday isn't it?' Pansy asked.
Hermione nodded and quietly mumbled a "thank you".
'You know even though it is your birthday, i want to make a wish.' The Parkinson girl said, not fully knowing what she was saying.
'I wanna see you again sometime... Hermione.' She said, and with that she was gone.

All summer it was the only thing she thought about, repeating the scene in her head trying to figure out if it had really happened or if it was just her mind playing trick on her. Even though Blaise reassured her that it had really happened she still thought about the posibility that she had just made it up and Blaise was just playing games with her.

The raven haired girl sighed, warming her hands with her cup of white chocolate milk with extra whipped and blue sprinkles, her usual. Trying to focus on the pile of job applications in front of her, trying not to fall asleep because it was only 7. She couldn't help but look around, scanning the room for a certain chocolate skinned brunette. With no luck, like on almost all of her Saturdays.
But little did she know it was not the Saturday she thought it would be.