3| THREE

804 63 41
                                    

FLASHBACK - 5th YEAR

THE HALLS OF HOGWARTS

were particularly sunny Pansy thought. Or maybe she, was just having too good of a day.

The Slytherin girl couldn't help but smile and earn strange stares from Blaise Zabini and the rest of the Slytherin Table as she replayed the morning's event in her head.

•••

EARLIER

"Hey Pansy, Pansy wake up!" A loud voice said, poking the brunette's side.

"Wh-What? Who? I was having such a good dream! Oh hi Draco." Pansy replied casually, still in a tired state.

"Er, hello." The blonde boy said impatiently, sitting on the foot of her bed. He was already dressed and had most likely already ate.

All the other houses, besides Hufflepuff had seperate dormitories for boys and girls. Gryffindor even prevented boys from entering girls dormitories. But Salazar Slytherin, at least in A History of Hogwarts, thought it unneccessary and so the boys and girls of Slytherin House coexisted together in shared dorms.

And these were one of the times Pansy Parkinson was glad to be a Slytherin.

"Listen, father sent me a letter this morning."

"And? Did you really wake me up for that?"

"Yes because, um, well, you see..." He handed Pansy the letter.

"I'm too tired to read this whole thing out loud but, to summarize, he wants you to get a girlfriend?"

Draco nodded.

"Well that's great and all Malfoy but I'd really prefer sleep over helping you with that because, let's be honest, you'll have no problem choosing from the hordes waiting to call themselves Draco Malfoy's girlfriend so-"

At 8:04 a.m Pansy Parkinson came to a realization.

"You mean me, don't you?"

He smiled (A rare action coming from a Malfoy) before sighing.

"Merlin, Pansy! That took you forever to figure out!"

"I'm just really tired okay? Now go away."

He shrugged before leaving the room.

"No I didn't mean it ugh." She whispered.

"Come back!" She spoke, in a quieter than average voice since her roomates were still fast asleep.

"I'm so confused, damn you Draco!"

•••

PRESENT

"Are you gonna eat your toast or-"

She snapped out of her daydream, startled, before answering.

"Sure Goyle, go for it."

He smiled happily. Goyle might not have been the smartest or kindest, and Pansy wasn't really fond of him but he was almost always with Draco. And so, if she were to be the blond boy's girlfriend, she'd have to be acquainted with him. Or something near that.

"Pansy," Mira Harlow, her friend and roommate nudged her with an elbow.

"What?"

Mira pointed to Blaise, who sat in front of them.

"Are you okay?" The dark skinned boy asked. His face was unreadable.

"I feel great! Why do you ask? Do I look sick? I mean, I know I look good so-"

"You're just...glowing." Mira interrupted."Not literally of course. It's just...anything happen this morning?"

"The usual." She shrugged casually. Blaise looked relieved.

"Oh, and Draco came by."

Mira's brown eyes widened in surprise and Blaise tried to conceal the fact that he had just choked on his cereal.

"Draco Malfoy was in our room this morning and you didn't even tell me?!"

"Well what happened?" Blaise asked.

"Do we really want to know, Zabini?" Mira said in a suggestive tone.

Pansy smacked her arm.

"Ow!"

"It was nothing. At least not what your dirty little mind is thinking, Harlow. Draco just came by because his father had sent him a letter saying he needed to get a girlfriend and blah blah blah family name etc etc. That's all."

"Well then I volunteer as tribute!"

"It's not a sacrifice Mira. Or something you can volunteer for."

"Welp I tried."

Blaise laughed.

"What's so funny, Zabini?"

He stopped."Stop calling me Zabini, Mira."

"Okay, Zabini. Anyway, what's so funny?"

"Draco obviously likes Pansy. Now you owe me 2 galleons, 1 sickle, and 10 knuts."

"You two were betting on us?!"

"Obviously." Mira replied, rolling her eyes."Now here are your knuts, Zabini." She tried to conceal her amusement but it was evident in the girl's voice when she spoke.

"You're so immature."

•••

A/N

I SOLEMNLY SWEAR THAT THIS IS NOT A DRANSY (i honestly think that's the ship name, if not then tell me otherwise) FIC

it just seems like it
for now but, rest assured,
it's n o t

i'm rlly tired and will/might fix mistakes and edit other things tommorrow,

alyanna

YOUNG GODS ⚡️P. PARKINSONWhere stories live. Discover now