Wowzwers!! I am a first timer in this whole crazy world of fan fiction! I want to be a writer of some sort when I grow up so I thought "Hey! Great Practice!" I love honest reviews!! But please don't be RUDE!

This is a one sided story! So if you were expecting love you can leave! (WOW! Great song lyric should be used!) And has a little bit of SLASH!! DUN DUN DUNNN I don't know whether or not I am going to turn this into a consistent flow of chapters or what (WEIRDO)! It pretty much depends on the FEEDBACK!

Mmmkay so I've come back to edit this and make it better nothing major has really changed just better writing style. I'm doing it on all the other chapters too. This is the better of the two stories so I want it too be at its best. I think I'll just keep revising it when I add chapters. lol.

Listening To: "The Jimmy Choos" by Chester French. Amazing sooonnng.

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It was cold.

It was raining.

But she persisted like the creeping feeling of her untimely heartbreak.

"He's not coming," said Blaise, impatiently looking at his watch, "face it Pansy he chose him over us."

She knew exactly who "him" was: Harry Potter, besting her in everything when it came to Draco.

She looked up to see a particularly defiant raindrop refusing to fall from the brim of her umbrella. It just kept waiting for something almost climatic, like her.

"That's it I'm leaving! Happy fucking birthday. You have managed to yet again make even your birthday about Draco." shouted Blaise into the dense, saturated surroundings, as though he was showing his anguish directly towards her.

"If he even does come tell him I said to stop being such a selfish bastard." This time she knew she hadn't just made herself suffer but also Blaise, her best friend.

His suffering was a mere slap on the wrist compared to Pansy's torment.

On her 20th birthday she was left alone in the rain of her, Blaise, and Draco's favorite childhood playground.

"You did this to yourself, stupid stupid girl," a voice inside her head mentally reprimanded her, damaging her already injured confidence.

If one was to look at Pansy in this exact moment they would see her as a beautiful young woman with an unreadable, emotionless face. They would see her as one with no feelings, a ghost of a beautiful woman, oh how they were wrong.

But she continued to wait. She would always wait, no matter what happened she would always wait for love.

She looked around the playground, the cake had literally melted away, all her presents from her friends were ruined, scattered all across the playground.

"Five more minutes," she muttered weakly to herself.

After thirty minutes she saw a couple walking hand in hand across from the play ground. One of them had a peculiar disarray of white-blonde hair and noticed it as Draco's. He leaned in to kiss the raven-haired boy and saw him make his way over to her.

"Hey Pansy, sorry I was late. You know how it is. I wasn't expecting you to still be here." he said in an untouchable elation Pansy had never experienced. She was the polar opposite of his demeanor; in her irreversible melancholy gloom she gave him a fragile smile.

Then she heard it, the cracking and breaking of her heart, keeping in beat with the inharmonic pitter patter of the rain.

The raindrop had fallen.

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