The Hunt

Pansy knocked on the door to Greg’s flat. It was customary for him to take a long time answering and today was no different. After knocking about five times he answered barefoot, in jeans and a long sleeve thermal.



“Hey Pans, come on in.” She went inside closed the door behind her.



“Hey Greg, how are things going?” She asked taking a seat.



“Not bad, you want a butterbear or a wine?” He asked.



“No, no thanks, hey Greg sit down.” He sat down and looked at her. “I want to talk about Luna.” She said.



“Yeah, you know the strangest thing happened with her.” He said, leaning forward.



“What do you mean?” she asked.



“Well, she’s doing this article thing about the new law changes, you know all the reporters are doing that.” Pansy nodded. “Well she’s been coming to the prison to report there, and after a few days she kissed me.”



“She did?” Pansy asked, smiling. “Why did she do that?”



“I don’t know, then the other day she asks me to the charity thing at the ministry.”



“Really? What did you say?” She was still smiling.



“I told her I would be her back up if she couldn’t find a date.” He answered.



Pansy couldn’t help it, and started laughing. “Oh Greg.” She said still laughing.



“What is it?” He asked.



“She’s trying to ask you out.” She said.



“What? No, she wouldn’t.” He said frowning. “Really?” Pansy nodded.



“What did you think the kiss was for?” Pansy had finally gotten control of her laughing.



“I don’t know. Girls kiss all the time don’t they?” He said.



“Yes, we kiss out friends on the cheek all the time.” Pansy said. At Greg’s strange look she spoke again. “Where did she kiss you?”



“On the lips.” He answered.



“Well, that should tell you something right?” Pansy said, letting him digest what she said. “Listen Greg, when you see her next, just ask her what she meant by the kiss alright?” She suggested.



“Yeah, I think I will.” He stayed quiet for a moment. “Are you sure that’s what she thinking?”



Pansy nodded. “Yes Greg, I’m sure.” Pansy left him a short time later. She knew it would be easy, Greg just needed to have it pointed out to him. She hoped Ginny would have an easy time with her brother.





Ginny walked right into Ron’s house. His siblings had free access to his home, unless he was in a meeting or needed privacy then they wouldn’t be able to open the door.



“Ron, are you home?” She called out closing the door. He came out of the hallway a moment later, a cigarette in his hand.



“Hey Gin,” he said as she hugged him, “what’s going on?” He asked, sitting in an armchair.



“I was going to ask you that.” She said sitting in her favorite chair across from him.



“What do you mean?” he asked.



“I mean Pansy.” She said.



Ron rubbed his eyes. “She came to you, did she?”



“In a way. What did you mean Ron about things getting weird? She doesn’t understand so she came to me.”



“She’s your friend Gin, what happens if there’s a huge row and you come in the middle?”



Pansy felt her heart go out to her brother. “Ron I dated Harry, remember?”



“Yes and remember when you split up?” He countered. Ginny looked away for a moment. She did remember. Harry cheated on her and for several months Ron and Harry didn’t speak. When Ginny got over things and made her peace with Harry, Ron didn’t know what to do. He and Harry eventually made up but things were never the same. The closeness they had before was all but destroyed.



“Look Ron, things happen alright. Now me and Pansy are grown women, and I know you aren’t the cheating kind. I know she isn’t either.”



“We both thought that about Harry as well.” Ginny nodded.



“Ron, even as badly as things ended with Harry, I wouldn’t change anything.” She said.



“You wouldn’t?” He asked.



“No Ron I wouldn’t. I had some great times with Harry. I’m not happy things ended the way they did, but they ended regardless. I think me and Harry were just too young to get that serious. We needed to have time to grow. Things were rushed and we found ourselves somewhere way too soon.”



“Yes, I suppose.” He admitted.



“Ron, don’t let what happened with me and Harry discourage you. Pansy is lovely, and she likes you a lot.” Ron looked aside for a moment. “Do you like her Ron?”



“Yes I do.” He said softly.



“Then go with her to the event. There’s no harm in that is there?” She asked.



“No I suppose not.” Pansy smiled at her brother. She knew all he needed was a little urging.