Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Seriously.
A/N: This was written in response to ravenclawbest's prompt in her post to hpgirlslash. As always, reviews are greatly appreciated.
Her breeding demanded that she grew up detesting a great range of things: muggleborns, garden gnomes, cobwebs in the corners, haggis, outdated fashion, sweet things - and many more. So when her lover impressed upon her the importance of consuming vitamins and whatnots in the form of strawberries, the crinkling of Pansy's nose indicated just about enough the extent of her ... displeasure.
But then Ginny had smiled broadly and beckoned Pansy come into the bedroom after a little over fifteen minutes. When Pansy complied and found Ginny on the bed, being quite the feast to the eyes, ears and well - to the overall senses, the sweetness of the strawberries arranged quite artistically on Ginny's pale and, to Pansy's eyes, flawless skin became the least of Pansy's worries and priorities. "I suppose it couldn't hurt to forget my breeding for tonight," Pansy murmured as she climbed onto the bed.