Exactly 500 words! Okay..maybe a few words over. Written for Anime Week over at The Golden Snitch forum. Using the prompt, Yuri! On Ice: Write about a girl trying to join an all male Quidditch team.
Hope you enjoy!
Why were they even thinking about it?
Pansy stood proudly amongst the all-male Slytherin Quidditch team. Flint was staring at her in thought.
This was a perfectly normal request. That they should accept if they had hearts, the little toads. Pansy stared at Flint's crooked teeth disdainfully. If she was meant to be next to her true love and those teeth had to be somewhere in the near vicinity, well, let it not be said that Pansy Parkinson wasn't kind soul.
They gave a grin and Pansy resisted a shudder.
"No."
Pansy gaped, "W-What?"
The other guys on the field chuckled a little. One of them nudged Draco, who looked uncomfortable. Like he should be. Watching her get denied. Any moment now he was bound to step in and defend her.
...Any moment.
Any...
He did look pale, maybe he was coming down with something? The poor dear couldn't even defend her. It was up to her then. Pansy puffed out her chest and pushed back her little shoulders, "I don't see what you have against true love, Flint."
Was it just her or did Draco look a little greener? She noted to herself to drag him to Madame Pomfrey later. Ah, the ugly face was speaking, "Love doesn't have a place on the team, lovely."
Did he just call her lovely? Draco wouldn't stand for- oh, it seems he wasn't standing at all. Whatever was wrong with him?"
"Dracy~, are you alright?"
A weak reply, "Just fine, Pansy."
"I demand to be on the team, Flint!"
"No, Parkinson. No girls on the team."
Pansy was getting nowhere, she gritted her teeth. Flint was looking bored.
"Ravenclaw has a woman on their team! Why are you refusing me?"
"Unlike you... Chang has some talent in the air."
...Oh.
Pansy stalked forward, "Draco, give me your broom!"
Draco started backing away, "What? No!"
Honestly, what was wrong with her little pumpkin today?
"Look, Pansy..."
She fluttered her eyelashes, "Yes, my little honey muffin?"
One of the Beater's were staring at them, "Hone- what the f-" The second Beater slammed his foot down on his foot. How nice of him... what were their names again? Pansy eyed them. She didn't really care.
"Don't join the team."
She blinked, "What?"
Draco looked desperate and she wondered if he had a fever. "You see, it's real messy and everyone gets sweaty and dirty afterwards. Sometimes we have to wait to take shower."
Pansy wrinkled her nose, "Truly?"
"Yes. And, dear..." Oh, that green look was back, "I want you to be in the stands cheering for your...man."
Instantly it was decided for Pansy, "Of course, Draco! I will support you from wherever I can!"
"That's all I want."
"But..." Pansy stared at him, " You will let me take you to the hospital wing later? You are looking a bit pale, sugar pea."
"Of course."
"...sugar pea, what the f- ow!"
Those Beaters kept interrupting their precious conversation. Ugh. She gave them a haughty glare. Really...
How dare they interrupt her honey muffin.