Misunderstood Friendship, by The.Eigth.Horcrux.

You know how boys and girls are allowed to be best friends? Well, why do people think that Draco and Pansy are shagging all the time? Why is Pansy the annoying tagalong? Why do people think they're not best friends? Well, a story of Draco and Pansy's FRIENDSHIP. No coupling, just a regular day in the common room for Draco and Pansy... A pointless oneshot.

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Draco laughed as Pansy said the lamest joke ever. Where did she get them all? They were plain ridiculas.

"Pans. Is that possible?" Draco asked, still chuckling at the absurd joke his friend said.

"I don't know, Draco. Maybe for muggles." Pansy replied. She was sitting on the sofa next to Draco, who was mindlessly picking at his nails.

"Yeah..." Draco sighed. "I'm bored." He bluntly stated. Pansy looked at him and grinned.

"Truth or dare. Pick one." Pansy smiled. Draco smiled and chuckled. He hated this game.

"No. I hate truth or dare!" He fake-wined. Pansy pouted at him.

"Please?!" She wined back. Draco looked at her.

"Truth."

"Have you ever kissed a muggle-born?" She fired at him. Draco winked.

"Yes. Your turn. Truth or dare."

"Who was it? Why haven't I heard this tidbit of news?" Pansy asked. Her eyes were bugging out of her head.

"Never mind that, Pansy. Truth or dare." Pansy narrowed her eyes.

"Oh, my God. Was it Granger? Did you kiss Hermione Granger?" Draco glared at Pansy.

"This never leaves this chair, got it? Truth or dare."

"Dare."

"I dare you to kiss Blaise Zabini."

Pansy shrieked. "No way! He's gay!" She giggled.

"Since when do you turn down a dare?" Draco asked.

"Fine." She got up, and Draco followed. They found Blaise sitting in a corner, reading. Pansy sat on his lap and kissed him hard on the lips.

"There." She walked back to her spot. Draco followed her back and started laughing. "Truth or dare, Draco."

"Dare." Draco whispered.

"I dare YOU to kiss Blaise Zabini." She whispered back, sensually. Draco's eyes widened in shock, and then narrowed.

"No bloody way. I will not do it." Draco crossed his arms across his chest, shaking his head. His pale blonde hair shaking with the motion.

"Pwease?" Pansy gave him her trademark puppy eyes.

"Not the puppy eyes, Pans. Not the puppy eyes." Draco tried to look away.

"Please? Please? Please? PLEEEEEEESE!!" She begged. Draco sighed. He walked over to where Blaise was seated, pulled the book out of his hands and kissed him. He detested homosexuals. He only tolerated Blaise's sexuality because they were best friends since birth.

"Ew." Draco wiped his mouth and walked back to the sofa.

"Was that so hard?" Pansy asked between gaffaws. Draco glared. Pansy wiped tears off of her cheek from laughter.

"Shut up." Draco muttered. Pansy giggled some more.

"Oh, this was priceless."

"Shut up, Pansy." Draco warned. She kept giggling. Draco tackled her to the floor.

"Draco." Pansy giggled.

"Pansy." He growled, and started tickling her sides. She squealed and tried to get him off of her. He just kept tickling.

"Okay! Okay!" Pansy shouted. Draco stopped, and got off of her. She glared at him, gasping.

"There." He smiled smugly.

"Oh, look at the time. Let's go to dinner!" Pansy exclaimed. Draco smiled, and hooked his arm around her waist. She rested her head on his shoulder. The two walked to the Great Hall, where the rumors will start to flow.

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There. Draco and Pansy being FRIENDS. Hate, love? Review:)