Lansy One Shots

Pansy Parkinson's Guide to Seduction

Summary: Pansy, being incredibly clever, always knows how to get just what she wants.

Ship: LunaLovegood/PansyParkinson

All credit goes to bluemermaid on Ao3

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Pansy walked into the library and froze in her tracks.

She'd been expecting to see the same old grizzled witch behind the counter, with the wrinkles and the permanent frown, her tired old hands shaking as she stamped Pansy's books and glared over her spectacles. In short, the typical miserable librarian. Pansy had known one at Hogwarts, and it had never surprised her anywhere else.

On that fateful day, however, Pansy walked into the library and froze in her tracks, because it was not the same old grizzled witch behind the counter. It was a very young and pretty Luna Lovegood.

Lovegood had never been pretty at Hogwarts. Lovegood had been creepy and strange, with her tangled hair and her bug eyes. Lovegood had worn mismatched socks and radish earrings. Luna Lovegood had been a mess.

But it wasn't as though she'd changed, exactly. She still had her wand stuck over one ear and was peering at Pansy through gigantic, bright pink eyeglasses. But her eyes didn't look quite so creepy, and her pale blonde hair looked rather nice, tumbling down her shoulders in soft, cascading waves. Anyway, Pansy had always had a thing for pale blonde hair.

Maybe Pansy had changed, now that she stopped to think about it, because as she approached the counter she realized that Luna was still wearing radish earrings, only this time Pansy didn't find them quite so ridiculous as before. They were smaller, she would have guessed, which made them far less silly.

"Hello, Pansy. Can I help you find anything?" Luna's voice was soft and melodic and peaceful, as though Pansy came up to the library's information desk every day and asked Luna Lovegood for help. As though this weren't the first time they'd locked eyes since Pansy had called her a freak and pushed her down in a courtyard.

Pansy had this idea of saying something witty and amusing, of making Lovegood laugh and fall in love with her immediately. But the idea very quickly went sour, because this was Loony and Pansy wasn't much for introspection. She didn't want to know why she was suddenly attracted to Luna Lovegood. So instead she simply said, "What are you doing here?" and fixed the girl with a suspicious frown.

Luna tilted her head and smiled, which bothered Pansy. Why did she have to be so happy all the time? It was annoying. She couldn't have said why, but it was. "Oh, I just wanted a job for my summer holiday, and Hermione was kind enough to recommend me to the head librarian. So I'll only be here for a couple of months. Then Daddy and I are off on another expedition."

Pansy barely resisted the urge to ask about the expedition. She was curious, but couldn't bear to stand and listen to the girl prattle on about her oddities. "So you came to work in a library? How boring." She leaned forward against the desk, affecting what she hoped was a sophisticated attitude. "There are a million things I'd rather be doing than working with books."

"I quite like books," Luna said happily. "You can learn anything you want to from a book. And books themselves are lovely. The feel of the paper under your fingertips, the smell of the paper and ink under your nose. Sometimes I'd like to curl up right inside of a book and let it just overwhelm me. Don't you think that would be wonderful?"

And somehow it was. The way Luna spoke, with her low thrilling voice and her words full of pleasure, made Pansy feel flushed and aching, aching to curl right up in that book beside her. It was incomprehensible and it was impossible, but she wanted Luna Lovegood.