Entwined
Set it Off
Disclaimer: The canon Potterverse (Harry Potter) is owned by J.K Rowling and her affiliates. I am not making any money or other forms of profit, other than the joy of writing fanfiction, and making other fangirls/boys happy. Pansy will go back to being a heterosexual femme when I am done playing with this pairing. I promise.
Pairing: Hermansy/Panmione (Pansy/Hermione). Hint to Pansy/OC
Rating: Light R (and the rating will get higher).
Word Count: 496
Beta: None. So if there are any errors let me know, please and thank you.
Warnings: androgenous!pansy; F/F; language; unresolved sexual tension; lime; alternate universe; butch/femme.
A.N: I wrote this to the songs "The Boys Wanna be Her" "I'm the Kinda" and "Set it Off" all by Peaches. Thanks to zofbadfaithfor the new earcandy. :D I decided to make my own version of the entrance to the Slytherin common room. In which universe is Pansy elected Head Girl instead of Hermione? My own LOL. Pansy has alot to learn about how to treat women properly, she's going to have to earn and work for Hermione's love. That's all I'm saying. This chapter was a struggle for me to write from Pansy's POV but in the end I was pleased with this.
Teaser: "Who would have guessed that Granger was a dyke?"
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Who would have guessed that Granger was a dyke? I stormed out of the library, not expecting that kind of kiss from her. I had hoped to freak out the Gryffindork Princess, but instead I figured out that she was digging me.
I arrived at the Slytherin common room entrance. “Bat Boogies,” I said to the stone snake that was engraved on the dungeon wall. The wall became transparent and I stepped through, then it appeared to turn back into solid stone.
One of my slags a sixth year by the name of Gabby, looked up at expectedly from one of the emerald green couches. She had long, pin-straight, dark auburn hair, and piercing green eyes. She also had one of the most talented mouths I ever encountered at Hogwarts. I looked for Malfoy, but seeing how he wasn’t here he must be tangled up with some chick in his dormitory. I needed to tell him what I found out about Granger. This would make great blackmail, but I wasn’t going to deny my attraction to the Gryffindork.
I smiled at Gabby, and held out my hand for her to take. Pansy Parkinson was always a gentleman. She could barely contain her excitement, as some of the other girls’ faces fell. I liked them just fine, but Gabby was my prized slut. We walked to my Head Girl’s room. I intended to get Granger out of my head at least for a little while. I still couldn’t help but think what an ultimate prize Granger would be. First, she hated me, and secondly she was trying to keep her gayness a secret. This is something I will definitely pursue. I will fuck Gabby, and then plan with Malfoy how I will get Granger.
Gabby lay beside me sleeping content. Even her skilled mouth and fingers couldn’t make me forget about the Gryffindor Princess; I almost screamed out her name instead of Gabby’s, but I caught myself just in time. Alright Parkinson, the only way to forget her is to taste her fruit. I turned on my side and smiled, thinking about my ultimate conquest.
I sat between Malfoy and Zabini during mealtimes, as we talked about quidditch and our latest scores. I let them in on my plans about seducing the Gryffindork. At first they protested, but after a fierce debate they saw my logic. I watched Granger flushed with obvious arousal every time she saw me, and when we locked eyes. I smirked, because her interest was apparent. I hoped that this wouldn’t be another easy lay.
I saw her discuss something with Pothead and Weasel, and then she walked to the doors of the hall, obviously trying not to look at me. Going to the library Granger? So predictable. I rolled my eyes. In thirty minutes I’ll go and find her, and get to work. I hoped that she wasn’t prepared for what I was going to hit her with next.