Letters to Lovers

For a moment Ron did nothing, just held her as she stared, but when she pulled him aside and down a flight of stairs he moved with her just as fast.



“Has he written to you lately?” He asked.



“Just the one you saw a few weeks ago, the one I sent back unopened.” She said. “Other then that I haven’t heard from him.”



“That letter must have been about him coming here.” Ron said as they entered the library.



“Maybe I should have read it.” She said.



“No, then he would assume you are still concerned.” She nodded as they approached Hermione.



“Hi Hermione, I need to talk to you.” Ron said as they sat down.



“Hi Pansy.” she said. Pansy smiled at her. Mixing with Ron’s friends was becoming easier and easier. She had managed a few conversations with Granger and even Luna. “What’s going on?”



“Draco is waking around with someone. We just saw them at Dumbledore’s office. Do you know what’s going on?” He asked. Hermione was always up to date on news. She actually paid attention to announcements where as Ron tried hard to simply stay awake.



“I don’t know him personally but I know he’s a student from Durmstang. He put in a transfer request on the basis of a few classes being offered here that they don’t offer in Bulgaria.” She said.



“Such as?” Ron told her.



“Herbology for one. The winters get too cold that greenhouses are the only way to adequately grown in off seasons, but I doubt that’s the sole reason he asked to transfer. We have a much broader curriculum. There was also something about advanced classes in a few subjects, most likely Potions and Transfiguration. Why, do you know him?”



“He’s Pansy’s ex.” Hermione looked over to the girl.



“Really?” She asked. Pansy nodded.



“It was only a summer romance and after we got back he called it off. He’s been trying to get it back on again since before Christmas.”



“Would he be that mental to move to a new school just for that?” Hermione asked.



“I don’t think so, however being connected with the Malfoys is always good. He’s an opportunist, always looking out for himself.”



“Sounds like he’ll be sorted into Slytherin.” Ron groaned at what he had just said. “I’m sorry Pansy, I didn’t mean it.”



She laughed. “It’s ok. I was thinking the same thing actually.” He admitted.



“You know you can always eat at the Gryffindor table with Ron.”



Ron grinned. “Yeah that’s right, Percy’s girlfriend used to eat with him all the time.”



“And you know the teachers wouldn’t say anything considering how they want the whole rivalry thing to go away.”



Pansy nodded and decided it would be best to stick with Ron the rest of the day, so Ian or Malfoy wouldn’t get her alone. It wasn’t hard to do. It was Saturday and they had already finished their homework. Ron was more than happy that they would be spotted everywhere together. He hoped Ian got a clue when he saw how happy she was.



Dinner came around and she took her place next to Ron. She kept her back to the Slytherin table. Neville was actually the first to speak to her. “You know Malfoy is drilling a hole in your back.” He said.



“Yes I know I can feel it. Can you keep an eye on him for me so I don’t have to look at him?” She asked him.



“What makes you think I want to look at him?” Giggles sounded from around them, including Pansy’s.



Dumbledore came forward and announced Ian as a transfer student. There was scattered applause as Ian came forward sitting on the chair. The sorting hat sat atop his head for a moment then called out, “Slytherin!”



“No surprise there.” Pansy whispered to him. She turned her back again and began eating. “Hey Neville can you see where he sat?”



Neville looked at his plate then up again. “He took a place next to Malfoy.” He told her taking a bite.



“I knew it. He’s already making connections.” She told Ron.



“I’m a bit worried about what will happen when you go back to the common room.” Ron told her.



“I think I may have to have a word with Professor Snape.” Ron nodded and the two tried to enjoy dinner.



She entered the common room shaking. She kept her hand in her pockets to keep anyone from noticing. She bypassed Draco who was talking with Ian at one of the tables. She knocked on Snape’s office door.



“Enter.” She walked in and saw her professor seated in an armchair reading. “Miss Parkinson sit down.”



“Sir, I was wondering if I could have a word.”



“Of course, of course.” He marked his book then gave her his attention.



“It’s about Ian.” She said.



“Mr. Diemnivuk? What about him?”



“You see Professor, me and Ian were involved over the summer and he called it off shortly after term started.”



“I see. I take it Mr. Weasley knows about him then.”



“Yes sir, me and Ron were talking, well arguing actually at that point and he saw how down I was, he helped me through it. We became friends and it went from there.” Snape nodded. “Well. Ian sent me letters after a few weeks saying he had made a mistake and he wanted to try again. I told him no, it wouldn’t work out, seeing as how he left me for another girl. He kept on writing so I began sending his letters back unopened.”



“When was the last time you heard from him?”



“A few weeks ago.”



“I am hoping nothing will happen, but I thought it would be wise to let you know ahead of time in case there were any incidents later on.”



“Incidents?” He asked raising an eyebrow.



“When I told my friends about Ron, they promised me that they wouldn’t do anything to him physically, however Malfoy hasn’t hidden the fact that he had suggested several things to several people.”



“And you are assuming he would make suggestions to Mr. Diemnivuk as well?”



“Draco thinks Ian would be a good match for me with his family worth and connections in Bulgaria. They’ve been together since he arrived. I wouldn’t be a Slytherin sir, if I wasn’t prepared for the worst.”



He smiled at her. Smiles were only used for his house and no one else. “Yes that is quite true Miss Parkinson. Well then rest assured I shall handle the problem at the first showing. I cannot discipline him on suggested behavior you understand.”



“I understand sir, I appreciate it.” She left his office and walked across the common room.



“Pansy,” she looked at Draco, where he was seated with Ian, “join us. Ian was filling us in about what Durmstrum is like.”



“No thank you, I have some work to notes I have to go over.” She walked to her dorm room, knowing they wouldn’t try to follow. The stairs wouldn’t allow them in.



Grabbing her parchment, she took a chance that Ron might have it out.



Ron?



I’m here my little seductive snitch.



What?! Yor sedctive snitch. I’m sorry I cant write and laugh at the same time.



Ok, no more cheesy lines. How did the talk with Snape go?



He said it was wise to let him know ahead of time, and he couldn’t do anything unless Ian did something, but he would take it seriously if anything did happen.



Well, that’s good. Did he say anything to you?



Ian was with Draco. When I came out of Snapes office he wanted me to join him and Ian but I told him I had some notes to go over.



Your not worried they may bother you?



They cant get in the girls dorms.



What’s stopping them?



The stairs maybe.



Stairs?



You mean you don’t know?



Know what?



Have you ever tried to get up to the girls dormitories?



Why would I?



Well, if you try, you’ll see why boys can’t enter the girls dormitories.



Your not going to tell me?



I let you figure it out. I’ll see you on the way to breakfast.



Ok, goodnight my delicately cooked pastry puff.



Oh Merlin!



“kiss” Goodnight my lovely.



Goodnight love.