Letters to Lovers

Ron made his way toward the Slytherin dorms. He wanted to get his hands on Pansy as soon as possible. He caught sight of her moving fast and with an angry face.



Malfoy came into view beside her and behind him Ian followed. She sped up and when she saw him she began a light run. Draco saw her destination and held back, stopping.



Ron slid an arm around her shoulder as she met up with him, sliding her own around his waist. She kept moving fast, wanting to get into the Great Hall.



“Pansy what’s wrong.” He asked.



“I’m going to kill him.” She ground out with clenched teeth.



“Which one? Because I’ll take the other one.” His ploy worked. He smiled as Pansy giggled and went to her normal gate.



Taking a seat at the Gryffindor table next to Ron she rested her head on the table. “Alright then,” Ron said, “what happened?”



“Something happened?” Ginny asked. Harry, Hermione, and Neville moved closer.



“Well, it began in the morning. I came down and found them waiting in the common room for me.”



“Oh yeah, I found out why they couldn’t get up the stairs.” Ron added quickly. Pansy laughed.



“What stairs?” Neville asked.



“Its an old charm. The stairs to the girls dormitories turn into a slide when boys try to get on them. The founders thought boys were too naughty to be trusted.” Neville and Harry looked shocked as Hermione explained.



“Complain later, Pansy go on.” Ginny said leaning forward,



“So I walk toward the entrance, and they block my path. I tried to get around them and that’s when Draco told me that since Ian was back, I could chuck Ron. He seems to think that distance was the reason I didn’t want to get back with Ian, and no that distance isn’t an issue there was nothing stopping me.”



“So he thinks your going to chuck me?” Ron said sliding his arm around her waist and nuzzling her ear.



“Ron,” she said giggling, “what are you doing?”



“It’s getting under Malfoy’s collar.” Neville told them. “He’s fuming.



“So what happened Pansy?” Hermione asked.



“Well,” she didn’t bother moving away from Ron, “I told him I was happy with Ron and had moved on. Ian wouldn’t take no for an answer, he said he had come back to give me another chance.”



“Oh Pansy,” Ginny feigned insult, “how dare you not rush back to his arms.”



Pansy laughed. “Well, I told him where he could shove his second chance, then slapped him.” The three boys around her each raised a hand and rubbed their cheeks. “I told him if he didn’t leave me alone the next assault would be a knee in his cock.” The three boys grunted and brought their knees together.







They didn’t have classes together today, so she was on her own, but they agreed to meet during their free period before lunch. Ron was in the library waiting for her. He went down one of the many aisles looking for a book when he heard voices. He leaned closer to shelf and heard two girls talking on the other side.



“I don’t know what she sees in him. I mean who’s want Weasley when this new guys wants her.” Ron staid silent listening. He loved spying on female conversation, it was like sneaking behind enemy lines.



“What does he have over Ian?”



“Hey you two,” a third girl said walking up, “I overheard Pansy one day taking to Weasley’s sister about what he did for Valentines Day. The whole romantic picnic and everything. He had all her favorite foods, and get this, he didn’t even ask for sex.”



“Is he queer?” Ron rolled his eyes.



“From what Pansy said, he never pressures her for anything. Doesn’t even yell or argue.”



“Well, I guess that’s a good trait in a man.” Ron shook his head. “But Ian can be just as considerate, all it takes is a little training.” Ron rubbed his eyes.



“He must eat a mean pussy.” One girl speculated. Ron blushed and went back to his table opening his book.



“What happened to you?” Pansy asked, opening her bag. “You’re bright red.”



Ron looked off at three girls who came out of the aisle next to the one he was in. There was two Hufflepuffs and one Ravenclaw. Pansy saw them two and waved to one. “I overheard them talking.” Ron said.



“What did they say?” She asked smiling, knowing full well what those three talked about nonstop.



“Why you would stay with me rather then Ian ‘dumb as fuck’.” He said, causing her giggling.



“And they came to what conclusion?”



“That I am gifted in the oral department.” He admitted turning even redder.



“Well,” she moved closer to him, rubbing her breasts against his arm, “you are very talented.”



“Am I?” He asked, looking down at her on his arm.



“Oh yes, the way you use your lips and tongue together make me shutter in convulsions.” She whispered to him.



“Like that do you?” He said smiling. He loved hearing her praise.



“I love it, it feels like a kiss on my lips.” She said leaning closer.



“I love both your lips you know, they both taste divine.” Pansy smiled and rested her forehead on his arm. She smiled into his robes as she felt his kiss on her head.





True to his word, Professor Snape spoke with both Draco and Ian about their altercation with Pansy in the common room. He told them both that if they continued to harass her as they did, she could lodge a formal complaint and that would put them in danger of expulsion.



They seemed to keep their distance after that and for the next few weeks, Pansy thought she was finally finding some peace. As she was talking with Ron through her parchment, Millicent came in saying Draco wanted to talk to her and was waiting in the common room.



She told Ron she’d be back in a moment, then went to the common room. Draco was sitting in an armchair, waiting. “What is it Draco?”



“We wanted to talk to you.” He said.



“We?” When she spoke Ian came out from behind one of the curtains.





A/N: I’m not from England, the wording I get is from the BBC, forgive me if I don’t quite get it right. By the way, if there anyone who knows what “taking the mickey” means?