Letters to Lovers

Pansy was nervous. She in all honesty had no idea how her friends would take her news. In their own little corner of the common room she had gathered Draco, Vincent, Gregory and Millicent. As they went over their gifts and holidays they began to notice her silence.



“Pansy, what’s the matter, your acting very odd?” Millicent said. Pansy sucked in a breathe.



“I have some news for you.” She began. They looked at her waiting for her to continue. “I hope you aren’t mad at me when you hear this.”



Draco made a strange face. “What are you going on about Pansy?”



“Well, over the holidays, I began a relationship with someone.” She said. “Someone not from Slytherin.”



“Ravenclaw then?” Draco asked. “At least tell me you picked a smart one.” He said with a laugh.



She said nothing. “Hufflepuff?” Vincent asked. “They aren’t troublemakers and easily led.” She was silent again.



“Oh Merlin, Pansy not a Gryffindor?” Millicent said with a rude face. Pansy again said nothing.



“Man Pansy, they are full of muggle lovers and…..wait….tell me he’s not a mudblood.” Draco asked, with panic in his eyes.



“No, he’s not muggleborn.” She answered.



“Muggleborn? Since when did you start using that word?” Vincent asked.



“Look, I’ve been talking with him for some time and over the break we decided to make it known how we feel. We’re in a relationship now.”



“Who is it?” Draco demanded.



“Are you going to make things difficult for me?” She asked him.



“He’s a prat, do you expect us to ignore it?” Gregory asked.



“Who is it?” Draco demanded again.



“I expect you to show some restraint, for me at least, it will affect me too.” She said.



“Pansy who is it?” Draco asked.



She looked from face to face along her friends. She had started this and she wasn’t backing out now. “Ron Weasley.”



“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Millicent shouted.



“WHAT?!” Gregory yelled.



“He has nothing.” Crabbe cried out.



“WEASEL BE?!” Draco hollered.



“Hey!” They all turned to Snape’s voice. “Keep it down over there.” They all nodded and turned back to Pansy.



“Have you gone completely mental Pansy, he is one step above mud blood.” Draco shouted turning red.



“Listen Draco, I have my reasons.”



“I’d like to know your standards personally, they must be pretty low.” Millicent said.



“What about Ian?” Draco asked.



“Ian is history and I’m not going back to him.”



“Pansy,” Draco moved closer, “Ian has the right connections, he comes from a pureblood line, he will make a fortune in his own right and he has the right image.”



“Draco, Ian is obnoxious and overbearing, and if you haven’t forgotten, he already chucked me for someone with a better background. I wasn’t good enough for him remember?”



“But you are too good for ‘Weasel be’ Pansy, what are you doing?” The other three had fallen silent while Pansy and Draco argued.



“Draco, I am happy with Ron. He treats me with respect. I’m not an advancement for him.”



“Oh yes you are, anything is a higher up for him.”



“Listen Draco. Ron is kind…”



“Anyone can be kind when they want something…”



“He’s caring…..”



“Anyone can fake being caring….”



“He’s romantic……”



“Read a book and get romance……”



“He likes me for me not what I can do…..”



“You don’t know that for sure…..”



“I think he loves me Draco……”



“Love is overrated, have some chocolate.”



Pansy looked down and rubbed her eyes. “Draco, this is important to me. I care about Ron and I’m serious about this. For me, please don’t do anything to him. At least do that for me.”



Draco looked aside. “Only for you I won’t do anything. But Pansy I do not like this and I never promised to keep my mouth shut.” He stood and left.



“Millicent, you won’t do anything to him right?” She asked.



“I agree with Draco. I don’t like this either. He is no where near your level. But for you I won’t do anything either.” She stood up. “And I have an even bigger mouth than Draco’s.” She left for the dorms.



Vincent said nothing, merely gave her a dirty look. “Crabbe? Nothing right?” She said. When she used his last name she was serious.



“Of course I won’t do anything, but this is just disgusting.”



“Thank you Vincent.” He left as well.



Gregory hadn’t said anything. He just sat there looking at her. “Nothing right Greg?”



He got up and sat in a closer chair. “He really means a lot to you doesn’t he?”



She looked at him surprised. “Yes he does.”



“Well then,” he shrugged, “I’m glad you have someone that makes you happy. I won’t do something or say anything, and I’ll even help keep Vince reigned in.”



“Thanks Greg.” She leaned in and gave him a hug.



“He treats you good?” He asked.



“Yes, he’s wonderful. Your not angry like the others?” She asked.



“No I’m not. I like seeing you happy. And I’m glad he does that for you. Draco is always concerned with lineage and wealth. That’s just how he is.”



“I know but I’m his friend, I thought he might take my feelings into consideration.”



“He did, that’s why he’s not doing anything.” Pansy rolled her eyes.



“Yeah well, why are you so accommodating?” She asked. “Not that I mind.”



He smiled. “You want to know the truth?” She nodded. “Well in addition to just caring that my friend happy, I was hoping that with your newfound connections you might be able to introduce me to someone.”



She leaned forward. “Gregory Goyle, who have you had your eye on?” She grinned.



“Luna Lovegood.” He said. Pansy’s eyes flew open.



“Luna? Merlin Goyle, I never would have thought.”



“Yes I know, but that hair just gets to me. I can imagine her on my naked with only her hair covering her.”



“Ok I didn’t need to see that in my head.” Goyle gave her a chuckle. “Well, I think I can find out if she’s seeing anyone?”



Pansy was a little upset that her friends were less then happy for her, although having the support of Greg and her head of house made things easier. At eight o clock she went to her dorm room and pulled her bed curtains closed. She was now alone with her parchment and quill.