Diagon Alley II
Battleships:
Unimaginable love - Harry Potter/Pansy Parkinson
10 Chapters - Chapter 1 - Meeting/First Encounter
Multichapter challenge:
Use only one setting for this chapter
Gringotts Prompts
Golden Trio Pairing prompt: Harry/Pansy
The Most Popular Girl In School Dialogue: "Alright, well I'm gonna go now." / "I'm sorry. Was I not just in the middle of a story?" / "Yeah, but I wasn't really interested in it."
First Encounter
As Harry wandered the dungeons, he cursed himself for not bringing the map. Every twist and turn brought him deeper, even though he could have sworn he had turned around and went the exact same route as he had come in.
Hermione had kept telling him he should give up his strange pursuit of Malfoy. There was still no evidence that he was up to anything, yet Harry knew that one of these days he would have his proof. For now, all it had done was lead him into the maze of the dungeons near the Slytherin Common Room. He must have been lost for hours, and he was getting desperate.
All of a sudden, Harry bumped into someone and promptly fell on his ass. The fall made his invisibility cloak slip off so he was completely visible.
"Ow, what the hell?" Pansy—the person he had hit—called out as she landed on her rump.
"Sorry," Harry mumbled.
Her green eyes narrowed in on him. There was so much malice in that look, suddenly Harry understood the phrase, 'if looks could kill.' Pansy Parkinson was the embodiment of that, both in the danger lurking behind those eyes, and in her alluring form. He knew her name since they had class together, but this was the first time he was on the receiving end of her attention—she usually reserved that for Draco Malfoy. She rose to her feet with grace, clearly born of years of tutoring.
"Sorry? Yeah, you better be sorry. What are you even doing her, Scarhead?"
"Well, see—" Harry stumbled to his feet, almost crashing into Pansy again. "I was down here because I was looking for someone."
"Who?"
He really was terrible with explanations. His thought process had stopped at 'looking for someone' and now he had no idea how to continue.
"I'm waiting," Pansy said, tapping her foot in an impatient manner while crossing her arms.
Next followed the worst concocted story Harry had ever created. When he was halfway through it, Pansy interrupted it.
"Alright, well I'm gonna go now."
"I'm sorry. Was I not just in the middle of a story?"
"Yeah, but I wasn't really interested in it."
"Then why did you ask?"
She smirked. "It's fun to see you all flustered, Potter."
Without further ado, she left Harry sputtering in the hallway. Only when she had rounded the corner and he had managed to fight the blush a fraction, he remembered that he still had no idea how to get out of the dungeons.
Now he was lost in more ways than one.