Short Change Hero

Chapter 32: Hold Me Down

Well Hello there my beautiful followers...

It took me a while, but I forced myself to sit down and write. And let me be honest here. This was a rather difficult chapter to write because I wasn't sure where to take things after the last chapter. At first I was like, whoa, I am going way to fast to realistically represent these two. Then I thought. It's been 121,000 words into the story so far. Come on. Where is the action people? I rated this M for a reason. Blood and death isn't my only goal with these two. If you get what I mean. *Wink Wink Nod Nod...*

But just so you know, this chapter is still only rated teen. Nothing too heated. Not yet.

But just so I can make a note from my followers, is anyone dying for some smut or is that just me?

Okay, enough rambling. Without further ado, here is the next chapter. Hope it was worth the wait. Hope you guys are still reading this. Hope it is in Character.

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- Madi

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor do I own any of the lyrics I quote in the Chapters unless said otherwise.

"Are you insane like me?
Been in pain like me?
Bought a hundred-dollar bottle of champagne,
Like me?
Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain,
Like me?

Do the people whisper on the train about you?
Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face,
Like me?

And all the people say,
You can't wake up,
This is not a dream,

Low on self-esteem,
So you run on gasoline,

Are you deranged like me?
Are you strange like me?
Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame,
Like me?
Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane,
Like me?
Pointing fingers, because you never take the blame,
Like me..."

Gasoline by Halsey

Friday November 22nd, 1996

Eight in the morning, moments after breakfast in the corridor

The small bit of parchment in Pansy Parkinson's hand felt heavy and demanding, as she read the words written neatly in prompt handwriting. Stating that Professor Snape wanted to see her this evening regarding Halloween and her involvement in that evening. Sliding the paper into her bag, she wondered who else the professor wanted to speak to regarding that night and more importantly, Theo.

'Did Blaise get a summons?' she wondered to herself as she turned the corner towards the library, 'Did Draco?'

Shaking her head, she tucked her straight deep brown hair behind her ear as she made her way through the crowd. Heading down the hallway towards the library, (which was now officially repaired to its original state), she pulled her bag upwards so that it wasn't slipping off her shoulder anymore. Once inside, passing each aisle, Pansy headed towards the table in the back which was just before the restricted section, hidden and out of view of prying eyes.

Looking at the table for a moment and then towards the sofa, she walked over, pushed aside the throw pillow, and plopped down with a huff. Laying her head backwards she closed her eyes for a second as she thought about how she'd allowed herself to get swooped into Theo's ploy. It wasn't as if she originally liked him. She slept with him because he acted like he wanted her, and really that's all she wanted...