Dramione Instagram - Eighth Grade

Blooming

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Harry sighs, nervousness consuming him as he placed his phone down and glanced back at Pansy.
"Done?"
"Done." he confirmed, nodding his head.
"You sure you're up to this Potted, you look ghastly."
Harry rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Do you really think it will work?"
"We have to try something, besides we both get things out of this. I can help redeem my families name and you, well you are dating me," Pansy smirked as she winked at him. Grinning as a light blush covered Harry's cheeks.
"That and the plan, you know the whole reason we are doing this," He mumbled.
"Well obviously, do you truly need everything spelled out for you? No wonder Hermione was so quick to forgive us Slytherins. We are actually intelligent beings,"
"No need to be snappy,"
"Oh you don't know snappy darling," she closed the distance between the two, hooking her finger underneath his chin and tilting his face up towards hers.
"No you be a good boy and behave, I'm going to go convince my paranoid friends."

Harry stared at her blankly, his eyes watching her lips as she spoke.
"Potter?"
"Yes Pansy?" his eyes flicked up to hers and he smiled lightly, leaning back against the couch.
Moving his hands up her thighs he pulled her forward slightly, "Or you could stay here a little longer to talk," he mumbled, brushing his lips against hers.

"Oh merlin it's true!" Came Blaise's voice from the commin room entrance.
Pansy jumped, immediately going to get off Harry's lap.
"Relax," he mumbled while holding back a laugh.
"They know now, we don't have to pretend."
Nodding slightly, Pansy placed a quick kiss on Harry's cheek before standing, "I was serious though I do need to go, I have a lot of people to talk and to and well a letter to write."
"Be careful,"
She nodded quickly, brushing if off and he wrapped his hand around her wrist and pulled her back a step.
"Stay safe Pansy."
"Of course Harry,"
He let go of her wrist at the confirmation and she sent him one final wink before rushing out of the common room.

"Bloody hell," Theo mumbled from beside Blaise.
"Excuse me I must go tell my girlfriend," he mumbled before turning and walking away.
Harry awkwardly stood up.
"I should probably get back to my common room now,"
"Bye mate," Blaise sent him a final wave.

Draco only frowned, "I don't believe it."
"Oh come on, don't be so paranoid. Not everyone is out to trick you,"
"When you can explain everything about," he gestured violently in the air, "That! Then I will stop being paranoid."
"You don't think they like each other."
"I think they do,"
Blaise frowned.
"You're as confusing as a goddam woman."
"And you are as easily fooled as a Gryffindor,"
"Now that hurt,"
"You can't compete with me on emotional intelligence Blaise."
"Ok blondie, let me know how those panic attacks go,"
A grin crossed Draco's face as he raised an eyebrow at Blaise.
"Low blow,"
"No, a low blow would be pointing out how obsessed you are with Granger that you let her roam around shops without you watching her purchases to make sure they are worth it. Something you don't grant anyone else. But that would hurt your ego because you are too good for Gryffindors and love. So we will save that conversation for another time."
"Let's talk about Ginevra,"
"Don't call her that she hates it,"
Draco smirks, "Oh do tell me Blaise, how often do you defend people?"
"Do get fucked,"
Draco only chuckled.

"I'm not wrong Blaise." Draco finally said, breaking the silence.
"About?"
"Pansy and Potter,"
"Sure mate,"