Authors notes: Hello (waves) this is my first story that isn't a one shot. I'm staring this off in Pansy's point of view. So read, relax and be merry. Enjoy

Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter related. But I like to pretend I do. Let me live in my own happy castle of delusion.

ONE TWO THREE

CAHPTER ONE

"One two three…" I chanted this as I continued to brush over my hair. "Four five si-" I stopped suddenly; somebody was knocking at my door.

"Come in", I called out. The door opened and my boyfriend Draco came in.

"I missed you at breakfast Pansy. We only have 10 minutes before potions. Do you want to come with me?" Draco slid fluidly into the chair beside me as he flashed me his infamous smirk.

"Stop, smirking… there's nothing to smirk about" I joked around with him. "Anyways, if you want to take me to class you have to hold on while I finish brushing my hair. Give me five more minutes," I continued on with my chant, "Seven eight nine."

Once again Draco interrupted my combing session, "We need to class now Pansy. Even though Snape is the head of our house, he will punish us when we get back to the common room. Professor Snape acts like he has a fucking tree up his ass when he is just with the Slytherins. I know you know that Pansy."

"The only thing up Snape's ass is your father's tree," I retorted as I got out of my chair and picked up my book bag.

"That was low." Draco shot back, "You know, I shudder every time I think about them banging each other. Bad mental pictures! Eh, I don't even know why father is shagging Snape. He's not even hot."

"Its not very comforting to know that you that you're checking your teachers out to see if they're hot. It's starting to make me insecure," I smirked back at him. "Hey lets go, we only have five minutes to get down to the potions lab before we are late."

"Oh shit!" Draco shot up, "It usually takes eight minutes! Come on!" Draco grabbed my hand and shot out the door with me in a tow.

"Dang, I didn't get to give my hair one-hundred brush stroke… I hope I don't break out in split ends," I yelled at him as we got of the common room portrait.

"You'll live," Draco said back as we continued to run towards Professor Snape's classroom.

Eight breathless minutes later we arrived outside the Potions door. Draco was about to open the door, but I stopped him. My hair was still a mess (thanks to Draco). I pulled out my wand and said a quick incantation to charm my long black onyx hair into plait. My whole beautification process was obviously taking to long for Draco, because only after 10 seconds of waiting he opened the dungeon door and walked inside.

I stared at him in ignition 'How dare he leave me!' I thought to myself. I snapped out of my angry stupor and shuffled after Draco into the potion dungeon.

As soon as I came in I was hit by a blast of cold air. Instinctively, I pulled my cloak tighter around my lithe frame.

"Draco… Pansy", Snape addressed us in his silk like voice, "How nice of you to join us. Please sit down in front." Snape sneered at us while we each took our seats.

"Class today", Snape glanced at everybody, "We shall be making a very complex potion called the Polyarchastra Potion. This potion can let the user travel to alternate dimensions. But beware, it chooses where you go and what time you come back," Snape stare of indifference turned into a glare, "If any one of you are scatter-brained" he glared at Neville. "You will be most justly…punished. You all are in seventh year potions. You have better act like you are. Why do I see all you standing around? GET TO WORK!"

The whole class jumped when Snape yelled. However, Draco and I were used to Snape's dramatics. He was like a PMSing female once you got to really know him.

I inspected my nails, since I knew this potion took exactly one month to make; I knew Draco and I should start on it. I went to gather the supplies while Drcao was doing nothing in particular. Ugh, this was going to be a long month.