The Taming of the Shrew- Hogwarts style

It became common knowledge that Dudley and Bianca had married in secret afraid they would be denied. But the secrecy was unneeded. Mr. Parkinson was delighted that the young man would go to such lengths to win his daughter. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley were overjoyed at such a lovely daughter in law.



The manor instead of holding a wedding was holding a massive feast in celebration. The families got along wonderfully.



Pansy approached on Ron’s arm and tried to enter but Ron stopped her.



“Lets go Ron.” She said.



“Kiss me and then we’ll go.” He told her.



“Out here in the street?” She asked.



“Are you ashamed to be married to me?” She knew he was testing her.



“No Ron of course not, but ….” She looked at the crowd around her, “not in public.”



“Well then, let’s go home. He turned to leave but she grabbed his arm.



“No, no, I’ll kiss you. Please let’s stay.” He gave a light laugh and leaned in for a kiss, but she beat him to it and jumped up to kiss his nose. He hadn’t specified where to kiss him so he had no counter for it. And in truth Pansy was a bit shy in public.



She smiled at the light clapping around her and the fact that he could say nothing, it would not be wise to argue when there were guests behind him waiting. They walked arm in arm into the manor.



Tables were piled with foods, dancing filled the room, wines glasses filled constantly. Everyone was moving about either congratulating the bride and groom or enjoying the company of others. As Pansy sat beside her husband she looked at her sister.



Dudley gave her fingers kisses and looked at her adoringly. Ron had yet to show her any affection, only power. He relented only when she gave in and became obedient. He was now drinking and neither him nor her said a word to each other.



Ron looked at her, in all her beauty, sitting beside him. As if feeling his eyes, she looked at him. He was handsome when he made the effort. If she gave him what he wished, he would look this way always. Would he respect her if she merely gave him everything he wanted and kept no mind of her own. That was her fear. To become mindless.



She smiled at the antics of children nearby. Such innocents. She had always wanted children. yet to get them she knew she had to marry and she never wanted to. Would she have them now, would he want them? She looked over at Ron who was watching the children also. Was he thinking the same thing she had on her mind?



He was. He wanted a family as well, but he would not have them to see if it would calm her down and make her grow up. She had to change first. Then maybe, just maybe they could be a family. He had to use underhanded tactics to get her to see reason, but she saw it and hopefully she will not need it any longer. He hoped soon he would be able to be himself around her and be as affectionate as he wanted to.



He looked at her. Then put his glass down. Her father came over and kissed her hand, with she accepted gracefully. This was the Pansy he knew was there, all she had to do was let it out. Dignity and grace made her a woman, not yelling and fighting.



Mr. Parkinson sat beside Ron, with Dudley at his other side with Bianca. Beside Pansy sat Harry, with Luna Lovegood next him, having finally married her just before Dudley.



“To eat and drink father, that’s all these feasts are made of.”



“It’s not everyday one celebrates a marriage.” He replied.



“Marriages can make a man metal in some cases, isn’t that right Harry?”



“Harry is not mental.” Luna said.



“I meant you.” Ron said. He had never liked Luna’s quirkiness.



“So you marry a child and think everyone else does?” Luna said. Pansy opened her eyes and looked at the woman. “Now you know what I mean.”



“Yes, I do.” Was all Pansy said.



“I meant you.” She said back calmly repeating Ron‘s insult..



The attention was on her. She knew they were waiting for her previous behavior to come out, but they were disappointed. She stood calmly. “Gentleman, Bianca mentioned her new piano, so the ladies with move to the music room.” She looked to her sister. “Bianca.” The ladies left the room, with Pansy leading the way, walking with a regal stride she had never used before.



The men began chatting amongst themselves. “Ron, everyone knows you married the most difficult of them all.” Her father commented.



“I don’t think so, but shall we bet on it. We shall each call our wives and see if they come. Whoever’s wife comes when called shall win, far enough?”



“Yes, what’s the bet?” Harry asked.



Dudley stood. “Two hundred galleons.” He said, to the astonishment of the crowd.



“Two hundred, I’d wager twenty times as much on my Pansy.” He said with pride. He knew she was worth it.



“Fine then,” Dudley returned, “four thousand galleons.”



“Agreed.” Harry said.



“Agreed.” Ron said and sat down. The room became to echo with cheers.



“Who shall go first?” Someone called.



“I will.” Dudley answered. He addressed a house elf. “Go on Leeky, tell Bianca to come here.” The elf was off. Whispers were made about whether or not she would come. The house elf returned.



“Well, what did she say?” Dudley asked.



“Miss says she is busy and cannot come.” Dudley stood shocked as the room erupted in laughter.



“Busy and cannot come? That’s her answer?” Ron asked. Dudley fell back into his seat.



“Your wife will give you a worse answer.” An old man said.



“She’ll give me a better one.” Ron replied.



Harry then stood up and called for Dobby. Dobby was free but worked for Harry and got paid. “Dobby go to Luna and ask her to please come to me.”



“Please? Oh she must come if she hears please.”



“Say what you want Ron, Pansy won’t obey you.”



Dobby came back into the room. “Where is my wife?” Harry asked.



“Miss will not come sir, she says you can come to her.” Harry sank into his chair as the room erupted in louder laughter then before.



Ron stood and the room quieted. “Misty,” he called and house elf came forward, “go tell Pansy I said to come here NOW.”



The elf left. Everyone began speculating as to what message Pansy would send. No on thought she would come.



Misty returned and took her place among the other elves smiling. Pansy came forward holding Luna and Bianca by the arms and dragging them with her.



“Come on.” Pansy told the girls.



Luna and Bianca struggled but she pushed them in and threw them into chairs.



“Stop making such foolish faces, you are acting like children to throw tantrums and shout out ugly words. Your husband is head of the house, your protector, your provider, who cares for you. To take care of you he works hard going off alone at time, while you sit in luxury at home, safe and secure. He asks for nothing from you but love, smiles and dignity.” She looked at her husband. “A little obedience is all he asks for his care and protection. If a wife wants her husband to care for her she should do the same. If she wants respect she owes him respect.” She smiled at him genuinely. He returned it.



Then she looked at the other ladies. “After all, act like a bitch and get treated like one right?” Harry and Dudley silently nodded to themselves. She took them by the arms again. “Come on you two.” She pulled them forward and offered her hand to Ron. As the crowd clapped he stood and walked to her, the women moving aside.



“Now there’s a lady.” He said as he looked at his wife. He took her hand. “Kiss me Pansy.” She leaned forward and kissed him, for the first time since the wedding. Only this time she responded to him. Ron felt his insides burn. She had such passion and now he would show her his. He would make her wife tonight in every way. Oh yes, he would reward her for her obedience to him.



He turned to the other men. “It seems I have won, so I shall say goodnight.” He took Pansy’s arm and together they left for home. It would be made a complete home tonight.