I woke up about 5 in the morning, and that's early for me. I usually sleep in late, probably about till 11. But today, I felt like putting on that beautiful dress. It was black, plain, and simple…yet at the bottom, it puffed out and silky, dark purple ruffles came out of the bottom. It was gorgeous. Well, to me that is. I slipped it on and walked into the master bathroom. It was obviously the largest bathroom in the house. Mum and dad are still asleep. Well, mum's asleep; dad might already be at work.
Now, this seems like a stupid thing to do, but I ran downstairs to grab a box of "Delicate Taste" it was a brand of chocolate, and the only one allowed in our mansion. I went back up stairs and just sat in the bathtub…eating chocolate. No, I wasn't PMSing, I just felt like sitting in the bathtub eating expensive chocolate. A girl needs a break sometimes. I sat there for quite a long time. I really don't know what I'm doing, but I get out and decide to start to get ready for the day ahead. I go into the shower, sad to take of the dress.
After I got out of the shower my mum was up and running downstairs in her nightdress.
"Pansy, dear, Draco Malfoy called. He said that you and your friends were going to spend the day at Diagon Alley. Get ready to go."
"Right, mum."
She didn't even ask me if I wanted to go, or even If I was going…typical mum. She just assumed I wanted to hang out with my friends everyday. Well then, fine I would. I spell dried my sopping wet hair, and curled the ends. I grew up a lot from the first time I was at Hogwarts. When I first came, I was pudgy faced with short black hair. I grew out of my pudginess, which my mum thought was cute, and I grew out my hair. I headed for my makeup table in my large room. I found my blue mascara and hot pink lip gloss and put them on. I dressed as a muggle today…I mean, if I had to wear robes most of the time at Hogwarts, I certainly wasn't going to wear them all summer too.
So I put on a short dark purple dress and tight fitting jeans. Rose ( OC ) and Maleficent were probably going to meet me at my house. Rose and Maleficent was my best friend since forever, and it would stay like that. Like predicted, they were at my house in 10 minutes, and like always, they walked straight up into my room without even knocking. I hated that.
"Pansy, hurry up, will you?" she said, checking out my makeup. "Draco will get pissed off if we're late again. He and Blaise are most likely already there… oh, and along with Crabbe and Goyle I s'pose."
"Yeah, all right." I said.
"Oh my god, Pansy, when did you buy this?" Maleficent said, looking at the dress on my satin bed. I got angry as she touched it.
"I got it last week. I had one just like it when I was small, and my mum got it remade for me." I said, remembering the first time I wore that dress…
FLASHBACK
I was at my grandpa's funeral. It was for my mum's side. Dad couldn't make it because of business. He worked at the Ministry. My mum's old time friend, Julia Finnigan, was there, along with her son that was my age. I remember their conversation well…
"Oh, Julia, it's so nice to see you again!" said my mum as she hugged Mrs. Finnigan. Now, your probably wondering what my mother was ever friends with a woman like that. Well, my mum wasn't always a…bad…person. No, I Hogwarts she was in Ravenclaw along with Mrs. Finnigan. She then met my father, who was in Slytherin, and yada yada ya.
"Yes it is, Annie!" Mrs. Finnigan proclaimed. "This is my son, Seamus. My husband couldn't make it." My mother smiled down at the little boy Seamus. He was my age, of course.
"What does your husband do for a living, Julia? A healer, like we all fascinated at school?" my mum giggled.
"Oh, well no. He's a muggle. Works for a Fire Department…it's a department that puts out fires for Muggles, it's a very dangerous job really."
"A-a Muggle, Julia?" my mum was mad. "But, Julia, you know what I think about Muggles. They're useless creatures. We're purebloods! Now your poor boy won't live a fully magical life!"
"Annie, you haven't always been this way! Only after you married Jack. He brainwashed you! Don't think like him!"
"Get out."
"Fine. I will. I'm going to make sure that Seamus has nothing to do with your girl or your family ever."
"Good. Because we don't associate with your type."
END FLASHBACK
Yes, that is how my mother and father are…
"Holy crap, Pansy, stop standing there and let's go!" shouted Maleficent from downstairs. I had spaced off again. We walked down to Diagon Alley. Tomorrow would be the last day of summer and we would all go back to school. So today, we Slytherin's decided that we should spend the last day together. Or, the decided and demanded that I went, but either way I guess…
"Pansy!" said Draco as we met them. He gave me a quick peck on the lips and went to go sit back down. "We're eating lunch at a restaurant in Knock turn Alley."
"All right." I said, but didn't really care. It was a warm day today…I like the cold. We were heading down towards Knock turn Alley when we saw Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan shopping for their books. Gryffindors always wait to the last minute. I ignored them, but of course, Draco Didn't.
"Oi, Finnigan, having a little shopping spree with your Mudblood friend here?" he said, smirking.
"Bugger off, Malfoy. We didn't do anything to you." Seamus said, his jaw clenched, "and don't you dare call Dean a …that word."
"It's only the truth, little Irish boy, only the truth." Draco said. Everyone was laughing. Except for me, I was fake laughing. Hanging out with my friends isn't as it used to be. It kinda makes me feel like I don't belong. I take a quick glance and Finnigan and Thomas and hurry along with the others.
"That'll teach those bloody Mudbloods and Mudblood lovers a thing or two." Blaise said, picking his teeth after lunch, which I thought was disgusting, but that's what makes Rose like him so much. "They know they're time's coming."
They all smirked in agreement. Draco eyed me. "Pansy, can I talk to you over here?" he asked, pointing to a window in front of a store. "Are you all right, love? You seem to be acting weird."
"No, I'm fine, Draco, really." I lied. I didn't know what was wrong, but I knew I wasn't okay. "Listen, tomorrow we go back to school. Can we just have fun today? I really am fine."
"Ok, Pansy, I believe you." Draco said, as he kissed me cheek. I felt nothing…nothing compared to how I used to feel. The rest of the time in Knock turn alley was horrible. I wanted to die. But now, as I sit at home packing for the trip tomorrow on the Hogwarts express, I feel bad about being miserable on the last day of the Holidays. Oh well…
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I kissed my mum and dad goodbye on the cheek as I stepped onto the platform and walked into the train. I took my seat with the Slytherin's at usual. I really did feel empty inside, but this was my last year, and I was going to enjoy it. Or try to at least. Did I honestly think that I would be friends with these people forever? I don't know.
"Oh, look." Draco said, as Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked past our seats, "If it isn't the little attention whores. Who are you going to save this year, Potter? What awesomely awesome adventure are you going on this year?" All of them laughed. I mean all of us laughed…
"Shut up, Malfoy, you little-"Weasley started, but never got to finish as Hermione Granger pulled them away.
"That was a good one, Draco." Blaise said as he whipped his mouth with his hand.
"Attention whores!" Maleficent snorted. Draco smirked and took a bite out of his chocolate frog. It was a couple more hours in when we reached Hogwarts, its bright lights glistening across the lake. This would be the last time I looked at the castle as I entered it. I would never come back in the same way I was going in it.
"Come on, Pansy, love, or we won't get good seats at the feast." Draco told me, pulling my arm into the carriage.
"No, no." one of the teachers said. "this carriage is too full. She'll have to go in this one. Thank you." They said as they pulled me out and walked me over to a carriage with Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas in it.
"What are you doing in here?" Thomas asked me with a look of disgust on his face. "Why aren't you with your friends?"
"There was no more room in the carriage. I- I have to sit with you people." I spat out at them. Finnigan looked at me as though he could have hit me, but he just sunk back into the seat as we headed off towards the castle.
