A/N: I don't own HP or any of the characters. I just own this plot line.
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"You're ugly."
"You have no talent."
"If you weren't Draco's friend, everyone would beat you up."
"The only reason that Malfoy goes out with you is because you are a pureblood, and you're in Slytherin."
Every single insult, every word that she heard the other Houses say about her cut through her like a knife. It was bad enough when it was the Gryffindors, the Hufflepuffs, and the Ravenclaws, but eventually, even her own House turned against her.
She remembers the day that Draco ended it. She remembers the exact words he used.
"I can't do this anymore. It's over."
After he left, she collapsed in the empty classroom and cried. She missed dinner, and the tears kept flowing until it was almost curfew.
Draco was her last 'friend'. She had thought he loved her.
How wrong she was.
He dumped her for that idiotic Ravenclaw, Astoria. Once Draco was gone, everyone just… stopped being around her. Two days later, not even forty-eight hours after the break-up, she saw Draco snogging Astoria.
As she sat against the stone wall, hugging her knees to her chest, she realized something. Pansy was truly, honestly alone.
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Just a little drabble I wrote. I read a lot of stories about Pansy, and the heartbreak she went through because of Draco (Or, as I call him, Malfoy), but I wanted to write my own, and try to express the pain she feels.
Review, please. It's like chocolate-chip cookies for the starving!
~4Eva