Slytherin

17.Pansy Parkinson

This chapter is dedicated to Crazycandyperson27 ! For her very sweet comment on Chapter 14, Halloween.

"Yes. Yes I do."

There was a slightly awkward pause, my last words hanging in the air around us.

"I like your smile too."

I felt heat creep up my neck, I smiled. I hoped my robes covered the blush. Draco slowly smiled as well. He rubbed his neck awkwardly, "well.."

"Yeah.."

There was another awkward silence.

"Do you know the answer to question four in Herbology?"

Hours passed. Draco and I helped each other with our homework, meanwhile having a good time laughing and talking.

Draco yawned, "I think I'll head up now, g'night Harry." Said Draco, starting to collect his homework. "Goodnight." I answered. Draco hiked up his bag, waved, and left. I watched him climb the spiral staircase, once out of sight I returned to my homework. I still had an essay for Charms to finish. I bent my head over the parchment, jotting down words.

I heard someone sit on the armchair across from me. I lifted my head to see Pansy Parkinson. A Slytherin girl in my year. Shes friends with Draco, although, I don't talk to her much.

"Hey Pansy."

"Hi, Harry. I wanted to talk about.. Draco."

I gulped. Pansy is another of Draco's best friends, and I had a feeling he might've told her a few of the things I've done.

"Yeah, sure." I managed to say.

"Are you gay?"

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. I registered what she had said and felt heat creep up my neck. Pansy slapped a hand over her mouth.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to sound that abrupt." Said Pansy, scrunching her face and looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Its.. fine. But uh.."

"Are you?"

Silence met her words. I want to say that I'm not, but that isn't exactly true. I think about Draco quite often, and I sometimes make up scenarios in my head, but I can't actually be...

"No."

Pansy raised an eyebrow, "oh don't lie to me Harry. I know we aren't close, but I can't pretend like I haven't seen anything!"

I blushed, remembering that moment during breakfast at the Great Hall.

She leaned forward, "listen.. I can keep a secret."

"I'm not!"

"Oh sure."

"Seriously."

"Harry, I see the way you look at him."

"Okay, maybe."

"I see the way you constantly have a smile while talking to him."

"Okay.. maybe I am."

Pansy leaned into her chair, she crossed her legs and looked extremely pleased. "Alright then. Call me.. you're diary." Said Pansy, grinning. "Pardon, diary?" I asked, bewildered. "Yes, you can confide in me with all your secrets. Draco, secrets." Said Pansy, smiling.