Prompt : trust
Word count : 245.
The only person you can rely on is yourself. Pansy had never had any reason to think differently, and she would be damned if she was going to leave herself open to damage once more.
There was a reason she wasn't in Gryffindor, and trust was definitely a Gryffindor trait.
When she was young, she had not thought it unusual that shouts and crashes echoed through Parkinson Manor at night. Her father's indifference, and the bruises on her mother every morning, were all Pansy had ever known.
She thought she could trust her mother. One morning, Pansy had tottered downstairs, but instead of breakfast she had found an elegant corpse swinging from a chandelier. Mrs Parkinson had abandoned her daughter.
She thought she could trust Draco. Then he brought all of those Death Eaters into Hogwarts, the only place she had ever felt safe.
It was not surprising, then, that Pansy had screamed to hand Harry Potter over to the Death Eaters on May 2nd, 1998. The only person she could trust to look after herself, was herself. Why should she care what happened to Potter? Why should she care what happened to anyone, when no-one cared about her?
But it was surprising when, during Counselling and Tolerance class (a compulsory subject during their retake of Seventh Year), Pansy had been asked to fall back into the same Harry Potter's arms - a trust exercise, explained the teacher - and she hadn't minded at all.
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