Summary: Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson have always had a bittersweet relationship. When Pansy gets the wrong intention, she's left alone with no one to turn to. Fortunately, the person she needs advice from is from the person she hates-Hermione Granger.

Pairings: Draco/Pansy and Harry/Hermione

Pansy/Hermione Friendship

Author: Forever Jasmine

Note From the Author: I've been waiting to upload this for quite a while now. I'd like to dedicate this to my best friend, Brianna-who loves Dransy, and all of you guys who love this pairing too. I noticed there weren't a lot of Pansy/Hermione friendship stories in the Harry Potter Fanfiction Archive so I decided to change that. I think the two girls would have an interesting friendship when you put them together.

Also this has a little bit of Harry/Hermione-you rarely see the two pairings in one story. (Trust me, I've searched.) So this story has a little twist in there...

Happy reading!

Pansy yawned.

It was just her average night-in front of the Slytherin Common Room fireplace. Alone, only because she wanted to be alone.

Actually-the only reason WHY she was alone was because she didn't know where Draco was.

Wouldn't the typical type of boyfriend be faithful? Wouldn't the typical type of boyfriend TELL you where they're going? Wouldn't the typical type of boyfriend WARN you on how long they might be gone?

She's been waiting up on him since six. And it was now ten o'clock.

"PANSY!"

Pansy rolled her eyes as Crabbe and Goyle sat down on either side of her. Crabbe was the one who called her.

"What, moron?" She uttered in a low, annoyed voice.

"Goyle and I were starting to get worried about you."

"By Goyle and I, he means just him," said Goyle with a roll of the eyes.

"Dude, we're her best friends." Crabbe told him flatly. "You just don't leave a girl like that hangin'."

"I KNOW, Sherlock. But you know how she is. She likes to be left alone."

"SOMETIMES she does...-"

"STILL in the room." Pansy interjected. She glared at them.

"Sorry." Goyle muttered.

"It's not our fault we know where your boyfriend is." Crabbe taunted with a smirk.

Pansy's eyes went wide as she sat up a little straighter.

"You know where he is?" She said, hopeful. "Draco?"

"Yep."

"Just saw him on our way back." Goyle added.

"Where is he?" Pansy asked, getting up.

"Not far." Said Crabbe. "Down the corridor. But you should know-"

"Shut up, Crabbe." Pansy flounced off in a hurry. The faster she moved, the faster she'll be able to confront Malfoy himself.

The torches on each side lit up as she passed, her wand drawn. It wasn't like she was going to JINX him or anything...

Well...maybe just a little.

"Draco?" She called. It better not be a trick.

But then she heard a loud thump coming from the nearby closet and opened it. As soon as she did it, she wished she hadn't.

The first person she saw was Astoria Greengrass. Her arms were locked around what seemed to be a neck. Pale, thin fingers were gripping her hips. Pansy soon recognized the blonde she was embracing.

She gasped.

Astoria and Malfoy broke apart.

"P-Pansy-I-" Malfoy stuttered.

Pansy was shaking her head as tears came. "No. Just drop it." She looked from him to Astoria, who had a dazed look on her face. "You two enjoy each other."

And with that, she walked off angrily with angry tears. They blurred her eyesight and she couldn't see where she was going. She walked in a slightly brighter place, surrounded by bookshelves. It didn't take her long enough to realize she was in the library. At least she was somewhere private.

She slumped down into a seat at an empty table.

"That dirty bastard..." She sniffed. "And to think he actually loved me..."

She cried and muttered swears for a few minutes before she heard a surprised voice.

"O-Oh! I'm sorry-I'll go sit somewhere else...-though I was sitting there..."

Pansy looked up into a pair of chocolate brown eyes. The girl had bushy brown hair and a pile of books in her hands. Recognizing the bookworm, Pansy had the sudden urge to flee from the room again.

Hermione noticed how red Pansy's eyes looked and jumped to conclusions.

"Something must be really bothering you." She noted matter-of-factly.

"You have no idea." Pansy muttered. She didn't feel like making small talk with the Mudblood so she hoped she'll go away.

But she didn't. Hermione sat down across from her, putting, all but one, books to the side.

"Don't mind me." she said. "This is just my usual studying spot." Hermione opened her book and began reading.

"Find another one." Pansy grumbled.

Hermione ignored her. Instead, she looked at her with honest curiosity. The longer she did that, the more Pansy wanted to slap her in the face.

"It was a boy." Hermione said finally. "You got your heart broken."

Pansy frowned deeper. "What do you mean?"

"I have my theories." Hermione said simpathetically. "I see the same look in your eyes in a lot of girls these days."

"You don't have to feel sorry for me." Pansy almost snapped.

"I didn't say I did." Hermione responded flatly. "I'm just telling you what I know."

"I already know you know everything, Granger. Just leave me alone."

Hermione frowned, looking at her closely again.

"What did Malfoy do?" She asked, quieter this time.

Pansy forgot to be firm. She could tell this was about to get personal if she didn't be careful. "I caught him snogging Greengrass in a closet."

"Astoria Greengrass?" Hermione questioned rheotorically. "Hmm...I thought Malfoy would be faithful to you..."

"I thought so, too."

"How did you catch him?"

Pansy raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"How did he react? Was he surprised and embarrassed when he saw you? Did he look slightly upset, or rather pleased with himself?"

Was this girl crazier than I thought? Pansy thought quickly to herself before saying,"He looked embarrassed, surprised, and upset."

"And Astoria?"

"She looked like she just woke up from a...pleasant dream."

Hermione thought about the whole situation, putting the puzzle pieces where they fit before she spoke.

"Then Astoria..." She began.

"How does this all add up?" Pansy cut in.

"Astoria gave him a brief love potion." Hermione finished.

Pansy frowned deeper. "Sorry?"

"She was probably hanging out with him. Then. when he didn't expect it, she possibly slipped a love potion in his drink. It's statistics. It makes sense."

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