Lansy One Shots

Damsels Need Not Be In Distress

Summary: Pansy enjoys tea parties with Draco and Luna. And that is the start of something new.

Ships: LunaLovegood/PansyParkinson & HarryPotter/DracoMalfoy (background)

All credit goes to bafflinghaze on Ao3

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'Arg!' Pansy said loudly. 'I cannot believe that fucker expected—' Pansy cut herself off when she entered Malfoy Manor's Gold Rose Garden. She had found Draco, but she hadn't expected Lovegood.

Draco rose smoothly from his ornate garden chair. 'Ah, Pansy—'

Pansy folded her arms. 'Why didn't you tell me you were having a tea party?'

Draco gave her a guilty look, and he turned to his tea-partying companion. 'Luna, do you mind?'

Lovegood smiled at Draco and then at Pansy. 'Not at all.' Lovegood's smile brightened. 'Nice you meet you. I'm Luna.'

Pansy pushed down the oddness she felt at Luna's smile and nodded stiffly. 'Nice to meet you, Luna,' the words automatically flowed out. Had Pansy's parents been there, she would have been compelled to bow, but thank-fucking-goodness they weren't.

Pansy walked forwards, and in a familiar routine, Draco held out a chair for her. Once she was seated, Draco served her tea in a delicate white porcelain cup, patterned with golden roses.

'Here,' said Lovegood. 'Try this. It'll help clear your wrackspurts.'

'What.' Pansy blinked, and before she knew it, Lovegood had placed a finger sandwich on Pansy's plate. Pansy frowned.

'Pansy,' Draco said. Pansy glared at him, but he hid behind a sip of tea. 'I take it your date didn't go so well?'

Pansy had a nibble of the sandwich, slow enough that Draco gave her a pointed look to continue. She rolled her eyes. 'Understatement of the month,' she scoffed. 'He paid for the date, and then the fucker dared to suggest that we go into the bloody loo together! And I swear, he wasn't even looking at my boobs because he was staring at my crotch the whole time!' Pansy bit into the sandwich crabbily.

'Do you want to talk about it?' Lovegood asked, utterly unsarcastically.

Pansy glared at her. 'No.'

Lovegood smiled back and shrugged. 'Do you know that Muggles have a fairy tale called "Alice in Wonderland"? It's about a girl who falls into a rabbit hole.'

'That's stupid,' Pansy rolled her eyes.

Surprisingly—or rather, unsurprisingly as Pansy was starting to realise—Lovegood just smiled instead of being offended. 'But life wouldn't be so interesting if we're always right.'

'No,' Draco said quietly.

Pansy looked at him sharply, but he was looking down into his cup.

Draco continued in a soft tone, 'If we could do the smart thing, then there'd be less regret.'

'Our lives may not be set in stone, but our actions have led to this,' Lovegood replied. She made a motion to encapsulate them and their surroundings. 'Would you give this up? I wouldn't.'

Draco smiled weakly, seeming to take the words to heart.

Pansy, smartly, was a bit more sceptical. But then she had to question whether Lovegood had meant the words for her as well, when Lovegood caught Pansy's eye.

Pansy gave her an unimpressed look. 'Enough of this doom and gloom. To be absolutely honest, I'd prefer to hear about the fairy tale.'

Lovegood smiled, and she started to tell them about the stupid girl who thought it was a good idea to follow a dressed-up rabbit.