Heartchains

Chapter 11

Hey guys!! I've been really busy lately so sorry for the rare updates. I had a really busy October lol. I live in Florida so I got hit by Matthew so... not to bad, just alot of renevations needed to be done.  Anyway,on with the chapter.

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The common room was warm and quiet as Pansy and Draco chatted up a storm. They hadn't had time to do this since summer and Merlin's saggy tits, did Pansy miss it. She missed how freely they could talk to one another when there was no chance of prying ears. How emotion-rich their words could be as they spoke of all the things that ailed them, not having to pretend it was only the daily troubles of school and such. They could talk about the real problems, such as Draco's failing relationship with his father and how he's questioning everything he ever put his faith in. It was only when Draco started to let out strangled sobs, that Pansy found the courage to speak of her current housing situation. 

She got up off the chair she was lounged in and squeezed in next to Draco. She rested her head on his shoulder; waiting for the right moment to tell him. However, her chance was ruined by Draco saying, ever so softly, 

"Pansy, I'm in love." 

As shocked as she was, Pansy could only think to say one thing, "I know, sweetie."

"No," Draco said, heavy sobs ripping through his torso, making Pansy wince in sympathy. "I'm in love with him. Potter. What will my father say? Oh, wait I know, exactly what he's been saying in his letters for the past month." He put his head into his hands and cried silently, an act that Pansy knew for a fact that Draco had been perfecting for years. 

"Letters?" Pansy got letters from her mother as well. Perhaps they carried the same message? 

Draco got up and walked over to the stairs. He motioned for Pansy to follow him. Pansy followed Draco as he led her to his room. Draco went in and rummaged around under his bed for something. When he seemed to have found it, he emerged, holding an ornamental box.

He handed it to Pansy and she opened it, revealing dozens of letters. She picked one up, only meaning to glance at it quickly, however, her eyes caught on the word "disgrace" and she gasped. Quickly trying to find the sentence again, she scanned the page. She found the sentence and said it softly.

"If I were not in Azkaban, you would be paying for your temerity. You are a disgrace to the Malfoy name." 

Pansy crumpled the paper up and threw it to the ground. 

"How many did he send?" Pansy asked.

"I lost count; I burned so many," Draco responded, looking at the pile of parchment on the ground. 

"Come on, let's go back down. Classes are almost done for the day and all that emotional baggage made me hungry." 

"I can't," Draco said, "Harry wanted me to meet him at the Quidditch Pitch."

"Ooh, it's Harry now, is it?" 

"Fuck off." He smiled. Pansy could feel her insides relax, this boy was in deep.

"Tell him." She said and Draco looked away.

"I think not." 

Pansy would've argued but an angry Hermione Granger had just stepped into the common room. 

"I'll tell him after you tell her." Draco taunted, slipping around Pansy and out the door, into the hall. Pansy wanted to hex his hair pink.