Help me Ron

Pansy went through the week in good spirits. She had decided this weekend she would be intimate with Ron. He hadn’t mentioned it since their time discussion in the room. She was the one who would bring it up, just as he had said.



“Pansy.” She heard her name and let out a sigh to herself as she saw Hermione Granger coming up behind her. Pansy got along well with Ron’s friends alright enough, but for some reason Granger irritated the hell out of her. It went beyond the attack, but Pansy couldn’t explain it. She just didn’t like the girl. “Can I talk to you?” She asked quickly catching her breathe.



“Actually, I’m on my way to meet Millicent so I don’t have time…..”



“It will only take a moment.” She said.



“Alright, what is it?” She asked.



“This is somewhat personal, can we talk maybe in the…..”



“I said, I don’t have much time Granger, so say what you have to say.” Pansy held her place firmly. He really didn’t want to talk to her, but it seemed she had to get this over with. The sooner she let Granger know where she stood the sooner she could focus on Ron.



Hermione looked around for eavesdroppers and found none. “Alright then, it’s about Ron. I know you two have become close, I saw the kiss at the pitch.” She said.



“A lot of people saw that kiss and I kiss Ron all the time, he doesn’t seem to have any problems with it.” Pansy said, not knowing where she was going with this.



“Pansy, I know that getting back to a normal life after what happened seems the best course of action, but don’t think you need…….”



“Stop right there Granger.” Pansy’s harshness was a shock even to herself, but it did the job. Granger had shut up. “You don’t know anything about what happened to me. You think you can read enough about something and it makes you an expert, well you can’t read up on what happened to me. You don’t know what I went through, what I felt then or now and you have no clue what I need to recover from it. Don’t give me a best course of action lecture, because you aren’t qualified to give one.”



“I know that going to Ron for sex is going to make things worse for you.” Hermione said with driven eyes.



“How do you know I’m going to Ron for sex?” She asked with a grin.



“It’s obvious.” Hermione said. “He’s the one you run to, so it goes without saying that he would be the one you use to test yourself.”



Pansy saw red, and the inhaling of air was more profound. “Use Ron? You think I’m using Ron?” Hermione was quiet as Pansy took a step forward until she was face to face with the other girl. “Don’t compare me to you Granger. Ron was used by you but he will never be treated that way by me.”



Hermione’s jaw dropped. “I never used…..”



“You went to him to lose your virginity, didn’t you?” Hermione looked around for listeners then looked back at Pansy. “You went to him because you thought he was safe. He was your friend and therefore would think about you and not himself, but you fucked up.” Pansy enjoyed seeing Hermione jump slightly at the venom in the foul words she let lose. “You called out commands left and right based on what you read in books, you humiliated him because he was trying to go on instinct and it didn’t match your research.”



“Is that what he told you?” Hermione asked.



“Is it wrong?” Pansy asked.



“I asked for what I wanted, communication strengthens a bond between…..”



“Do you listen to yourself Granger?” Pansy said closing her fists at her sides. “Even now you are quoting what you read somewhere in a book that was written by someone you don’t know, who doesn’t know your situation and who will never be able to answer any questions.” Pansy calmed herself down. “I don’t know why you assume me and Ron are going to have sex,” Pansy knew Ron wouldn’t have admitted what they talked about so neither would she, “but even when we are having a snog and touching each other, we share something special. If I was ever ready to have sex with anyone, Ron would be the one.” She calmly finished.



“He doesn’t know what he’s doing.’ Hermione whispered. “He would make things worse. He doesn’t understand women’s needs, and if you try and let him know he will just tell you to let him….”



“You’re wrong already.” Pansy told her. “The intimate things we’ve done so far have been wonderful. When he touches me, he’s gentle. He asks me if what he’s doing feels good, if I want more, if I want something else.” Pansy enjoyed her blush. “I have never felt more like a woman then I do with Ron. I don’t feel fear or inadequacy. He’ll be a wonderful lover when I’m ready. I know that.” She turned and walked away.



And I’ll be ready tomorrow, she thought to herself as she went to the fountain. Ron was waiting for her there and grinned when he saw her smile. “Have a good afternoon?” He asked as she sat down and dropped her bag on the ground. She leaned in and gave him a quick kiss.



“You might say that. I just ran into Granger.” She said.



Ron’s smile vanished. “What did she do?”



Pansy giggled at his expression. “Calm down, she didn’t do any damage. I know all about Granger. She tried to tell me that I didn’t need to use you to test myself.”



“Test yourself?” Ron asked. “She thinks you are trying to figure out if you are ready?” When Pansy nodded, Ron shook his head. “She tried to tell me that same thing. In a sense it‘s true but it‘s more then that.”



“Well, when that didn’t work she tried to tell me you wouldn’t be good and would do more worse then good.” She told him, thinking he might get angry at Granger, but he just shrugged.



“She told me that too.” Ron said.



“What? She told you something like that?” Pansy was shocked. How could any woman say something like that to a man, unless she was trying to be vindictive. Then again maybe Granger did it because Ron had ignored her warnings and said the fault had been with her when it came to them having sex, just as Pansy had told her.



“She said you didn’t understand women’s need but when we are together you are just wonderful.” Ron blushed. “Well, you are.”



“Thank you my dear.” He draped an arm around her shoulder and kissed her forehead. When Ron mentioned that he loved how she stole kissed every so often, he asked if he could do the same, but promised to stay away from her lips unless she offered them. “But, it’s different with you. Hermione just wanted to be rid of her virginity, I could have been anyone.”



“I don’t think that’s the case.” Pansy told him.



“Really? So what is the case then?” He asked her.



“I think she knew you wouldn’t talk back to her. Seeing as how you were a virgin too, and her friend, she would have had to give up control. Even I can see she wants to be in charge.” Pansy said.



Ron thought about her words. Hermione had arranged the time, place, and time. Ron needed to only show up. Granted, the same thing occurred with Pansy, but there was reason for her to have control. Hermione on the other hand, just didn’t want to relinquish that control. She decided what they did, how they did it, how long it happened, even what position. Ron may as well have been a man whore, paid for her pleasure.



“Maybe your right.” He gave her a squeeze. “You are always right there with me. You haven’t had any flashbacks of him have you?”



“Never.” She said smiling at him. “Not one thought. I always think of you and what you are doing.”



“Good.” He brought his other arm around her and laced his fingers on her shoulder. “That’s the way it should be.” He leaned in to kiss her temple but Pansy turned her head and met his lips. They shared a kiss on the fountain, then watched Slytherin house flying around on the pitch.



As Draco flew by, she thought about Granger. She would most likely need a man who took charge when it came to sex. She broke out into a grin. She needed Draco.









Before Pansy left to meet Ron, she went to the Slytherin common room to meet Draco. “Can you help me out with something?” She asked sitting next to him.



“Always.” He said, putting his periodical aside and looking at her.



“It’s about Granger.” Pansy said. “She made some comments about Ron not being the best choice for me to be intimate with.”



“What business is it of hers.” Draco asked, with a frown.



“I agree, but there’s a long story behind it, and I’m sure you will find out about it eventually.” She told him smiling.



“Why would I?” He asked her with a knowing grin. He had an inkling of what she might as of him.



“I need you to keep her distracted. She’s bothering Ron and me enough as it is.” Pansy said. “She has issues with control, and I know you would be the perfect one to help her with those issues.” Draco had to laugh at her smile, selling the challenge to him in her own way.



“You want me to shag her?” Draco said.



“That’s your decision, I just want her distracted enough to leave Ron alone.” Pansy said, watching Draco lift an eyebrow. “I want her to leave me alone too.” She added.



“Alright Pansy, I’ll do what I can.” He told her, and accepted a hug, before she hurried out of the common room.







Hermione watched Ron hurry down the hall and knew where he was going. She jumped up, clutching her book and raced down the corridor trying to catch him. She had to make him listen, she had to make him understand, she had to……. Her pursuit was halted when she ran smack into a male body and landed on her ass on the floor.



“Going somewhere Granger?” Draco asked, smirking down at her. He was in jeans and a blue button up shirt, perfectly pressed no less, and with a single flaw.



“I don’t have time for this Malfoy.” She rose and tried to hurry after Ron again but he grabbed her arm and swung her back against the wall. Planting his hands on either side of her shoulders he fixed her with a hard gaze.



“Who are you after?” He asked.



“What makes you think I’m after anyone?” She asked, suddenly very nervous.



“Could it be because you are running down the same path Weasley just took? Why are you trying to catch up with him?” He asked in his typical mocking tone.



“I need to talk to him.” She said, but not very convincingly.



“Why?” Draco pressed. “Him and Pansy normally spend this time together. They need some privacy.” He said.



“But they might…..” She froze.



“They might what? Get their shag on?” He asked with a smile.



“That’s not funny.” She said.



“Ohhhhh, angry about that are we?” He asked, his face taking on a mocking expression.



“They shouldn’t…..” Again she was stopped.



“What they should and shouldn’t do is up to them.” He said. “Stay out of it.”



“Ron is my friend.” She told him firmly.



“Pansy is my friend.” He said just as firmly. “It seems to me that if you have someone to focus on, you might not care that much about what they do.” He said lifting an eyebrow.



“I don’t know what you are….” He stopped her with a kiss. Hermione lost her breathe. Draco was a much more powerful kisser then Ron. He pressed his body against hers, pinning her against the stone wall. With a tilt of his head, he parted her lips with his and plunged his tongue into her mouth.



Hermione let out a gasp that he eagerly swallowed and fought to breathe as he kissed her. Draco for his part, was pleasantly surprised. He thought she would refuse him and push him away but she was too shocked to do anything but respond. He could feel her chest swelling with air, forcing her breasts against his chest.



He slowly broke off the kiss but didn’t pull his body away. He took a great amount of pride in her swollen lips and her less then perfect hair that was now out of control from being against the wall. Her plain and outright confusion over what had just happened was a bonus as well.



He slowly pushed against the wall, coming away from her body and taking her hand. “Why don’t we find a place to talk on our own, shall we?” Without knowing why, she didn’t protest.





A/N: ‘Help Me Draco’ is going to be written after this one, so keep an eye out for it.