The Mirror of Erised- Dramione

Pansy's Trick

Harry laid back on the hospital bed, trying to remember why he was there in the first place. The throbbing on his head told him he hit his head on a hard surface. Then, a nurse walked in, and Harry couldn't quite catch her face; she wore a nurse mask. "Excuse me, ma'am," he said, but the lady never took notice. "May I get some water?"

The nurse walked across the room to the pitcher and glass, limping. When she handed Harry the water, he noticed a mark on her arm. The Dark Mark. Harry decided not to drink the water. "Ummm," Harry said, a bit startled. "A-Actually, I need to use the bathroom." He limped his way to the door and tried to decide on what to do. He decided to apparate, but didn't have his wand on him. He hid the behind the door and threw the soap bottle on the ground. The "nurse" ran inside, and Harry closed the door on the nurse, knocking her out. He looked for a wand on the nurse, and got one, but it didn't work for him. What would Hermione do? he thought. Then, he grabbed the wand and poked it on the Dark Mark. Hermione will come to investigate, he told himself. I know she would.

Just then, he heard someone laugh. The nurse. She stood up and took of the mask. Pansy. "Thank you Harry," she smirked. "You're not as smart as I thought you were. Didn't you defeat the Dark Lord?"

Harry stood there, shocked. "Pansy. What are you doing her?"

"Straight to the point," she said. "I like it." Harry pointed the wand at Pansy. She laughed even more, eviler. "Did you forget? Wands can't hurt their owner."

"What do you want?"

"I knew that if I got to you, you'd bring Hermione right to me," she explained. "You're just a pawn I'm using to win the game."

"Why am I here?"

"Oh, right," she said. "I Imperio'd you. Under my influence, you told Hermione that she's a Zabini. I created a fake backstory. Now, she's broken, being lied to her entire life. And what you just did is bring her to me." Pansy walked up to Harry and poked him. "Thanks, Harry."

Harry stood there, processing the information. "What are you planning on doing to 'Mione?"

"Oh, well, torture her, basically," she explained. "Ya know, you two would've been a great couple, but Ron got in the way. If you two were a couple, she wouldn't have taken Draco away from me."

"So that's what this is about," Harry said. "You love Draco."

"Yes, exactly," Pansy said, twirling her wand around. "Petrificus Totalus." Harry fell to the ground, stiff. "Ya know, you're not bad yourself, Harry. It's a shame."