Warning: this is AU. Forget the dark lord and all that .
Woman Scorned
CHAPTER 1: Keep Your Head High
Yesterday Pansy was on top of the world. She had a month before she graduated her 7th year and she was already offered a job as a journalist for Weekly Witchly. She was also dating the very handsome Draco. Never mind that there were many who thought of him as snobbish and rude. And spoiled. And incorrigible and proud. She loved him.
But the key words there are "was dating".
Now here she was in some crumbling cellar somewhere beneath the dungeons of Hogswart crying. Not really the bawling kind of crying mind you. She had SOME pride left in her. It was more like teary-eyed sadness really. That doesn't change the fact that it was still pathetic. And emotional. She laughed at that thought.
"Fuck. I'm the emo kid", she said to no one in particular. Then she laughed some more. She stood up and brushed off the debris from her skirt. "That prick. And a week away from the 7th Year Ball, too", once again talking to herself.
Oh, sure she agreed with him that it was probably best. They had been dating since the 4th year, yeah, sure, why not date other people. But she was lying through her teeth when she told him all that. She couldn't look pathetic to the one guy that mattered to her. All along she couldn't get it past her mind that surely it was another girl. But who?
She shoved the thoughts and buried them down deep in her head. It didn't matter. He was her everything. But now, he was nothing. She had to come out of this intact, no, even better. She had to show him that she was better off without him. She had to remind the whole school that she was Pansy Parkinson, Queen of the Green.
She waited until she knew her face showed no signs that she had cried and marched out of that cellar and back up to the Slytherin common room.
When she entered, she felt it go death quiet. Oh, great. The whole damn school knows. I bet even old Dumbledore knows. She started towards the great sofa in front of the fireplace, where her friend Daphne was sitting. The room relapsed back into the noisy commotion that her presence had disturbed just mere seconds ago.
"Pansy, I heard!" Pansy rolled her eyes.
"OH REALLY?", Pansy replied sarcastically. "Honestly, Daph, I would have thought it old news by now". She reclined herself on the sofa and started examining her nails.
"Listen, I think it was horrible what he did to you. Utterly despicable. But you shouldn't let it get to you. You could only expect so much from Draco," said Daphne.
"Trust me Daph, I was over it the minute he and I stopped talking about it. I mean, it's not like I thought it was serious or anything. It was all for fun, and now It's time to have some new fun". Daphne eyed her suspiciously, trying to see if Pansy was bluffing. But Pansy was unreadable so Daphne finally gave up.
"So I guess that means you won't be going with him to the ball?"
"Nah, why bother? When I'm free to go with somebody new?"
"Pansy, you have a week to find a date. Who in Merlin are you going to go with? Everybody already has a partner"
Pansy looked at her for a second. "You stil going with Nott?"
"Yeah"
"Then I'll go with Blaise"
"But he already has a date"
Pansy searched the crowd until she found Blaise. "Hey Blaise, you wanna take me to the ball?" Pansy practically shouted. Blaise, who was at the other side of the room, turned towards her, stunned at first. He regained his composure, smirked (as all Slytherins do) and nodded. The whole room had tuned in to the little scenario.
"There, now I'm his date" Pansy said smugly to Daphne. But Daphne wasn't paying attention. She was focused on someone else. Pansy, noticing this, looked in the direction she was staring at. And there standing at the doorway was Draco, who had witnessed the entire event.