Hey everyone, I've finally started a new multi-chapter story! For those of you who liked Silver and Gold (discontinued), I added some elements from it to this new story even though the main pairing has shifted. Please remember to review so that I can know whether or not the story is worth continuing.
"Fuck face."
"Bitch."
These were the words Pansy Parkinson and Harry Potter sneered at each other as they bumped shoulders on Platform 9¾. Of course, those were the only comments exchanged, because the two characters students had far more on their minds then the member of the opposing house. Pansy for one was figuring out how she and all the other smart Slytherins were going to avoid receiving the dark mark at the end of that year. Harry was trying to figure out how he was going Lord Voldemort
Pansy Parkinson continued down the platform until she came face to face with her two best friends, Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy. Draco had grown at least 3 inches over the summer and towered over her. Blaise however, had stayed his previouse height. "Pansy, darling! How was America?" Blaise Zabini practically shouted, throwing his arm around her shoulder.with some states but Madison Avenue had amazing stores."
"Don't you have three walk-in closets full of clothes already?" Draco asked.
"So?" Pansy replied, appearing genuinely confused
"Who's idea was it to chop off all your hair anyway?" Blaise observed, looking at Pansy's bob.
"Mine."
"It's nice." Draco complimented.
"Thanks."
"How was your summer with Isabella, Draco?" Blaise asked. "Did you bam her?"
"SHE'S MY COUSIN!!" Draco yelled, shrinking back in horror as the three teens moved onto the Hogwarts express with their luggage.
Blaise simply shrugged in response. "I would have bammed her." He mumbled.
"She's not your cousin!" Draco yelled.
"That's true."
"I love you guys." Pansy laughed putting her arms around the two boys.
"Well Pansy, I always thought you wanted to keep things platonic but if you want to go that way with Draco and I then…" Blaise trailed of as Pansy rolled her eyes.
"Blaise, you completely ruined the moment."
"I know Draco. It's what I do best."
Finally, the trio of Slytherins found a compartment that seemed empty.
"Let's take this one!" Pansy said swinging open the doors . . . to reveal Ron Weasley and Lavender Brown snogging passionately. The couple didn't seem to notice the three teens.
"Let's not." Blaise said, looking a little green in the face as he slammed the compartment door and leaned against it.
"Well you know guys, I'd LOVE to help you find a compartment, but I have to go to the Heads cabin to meet the head girl and learn about my new power from McGonagall." Draco said, smirking pompously before cracking up.
"Draco, I hope you die." Pansy said, laughing as Draco walked away. He silently responded by giving her the finger. Seeing Draco move away in his robes made Pansy look down at her Muggle clothes. Although Muggles had to be complemented for their fashion sense it did make her stand out a bit. . Over the summer the Zabinis and the Parkinsons had engrossed themselves into muggle culture to avoid the suspicions the ministry had of them being death eaters. A distant cousin of Blaise's had already received the dementor's kiss. Muggles shockingly were not half bad. Their technology was amazing, convenient, and entertaining.
Flashback (Earlier that summer)
"What the hell is this?" Pansy scoffed, looking at the ugly panel newly installed on the family room wall.
"I believe it's called a television sweetie." Pansy's mother Amelia said, staring at it oddly.
"It's one of the most hideous things I've ever seen." Pansy groaned.
"Better than getting the kiss." Pansy's brother Jasper mumbled. He was home for the summer with his boyfriend (Blaise Zabini's now late distant cousin Isaac).
"How does it work dear?" Amelia asked her husband, changing the subject.
"Yeah that'd be good to know." Pansy added.
"You turn it on with this." Jasper said, picking up the remote. "Then you watch the shows on the screen."
"Shows. Got it." Amelia stated, clearly confused.
"They're like plays." Pansy's father Robert added. "You can also watch muggle sports."
One Hour Later
"GOAAAAAL!!!!!" Jasper, Robert and Isaac screamed, leaping up and chugging firewhiskey.
End Flashback
Blaise and Pansy eventually did find a compartment and immediately sat down on the seats, locking the two doors.
"I always did think Weasley would look awful with Brown." Pansy sighed, taking out a book and flipping through the pages.
"Yeah but it was obvious enough it would happen." Blaise replied. "What with the way she put out for him."
"That's awful Blaise."
"I call them like I see them," he shrugged. "Besides, I have an inside source."
"You're not dating Granger, are you?" Pansy said laughing.
"Nope, just the Weaselette."
"Ha! Good one!"
"No really Pansy, I'm dating Ginny Weasley."
Pansy fell silent. The Slytherin girl opened her mouth and closed it a couple of times. Then she tried to think of something to say.
"I'm… happy for you." She said smiling weakly. It wasn't that she wasn't happy for Blaise; it was just that in Pansy's opinion, Ginny Weasley was most likely one of the biggest, most stereotypical bitches Hogwarts had ever seen.
"Well, I guess she's not as prejudiced towards Slytherins as I thought."
"She is." Blaise shrugged. "She just happens to think I'm 'different' and that she's changed me."
"How could you date someone who thinks your friends are snobs with no more than five brain cells?" Pansy snorted. How the hell could Blaise date such a complete bitch?
"Because I love her Pansy, it's not something you choose." Blaise snapped.
"Did you just say the L word?"
"Yeah."
"OH MY GOD YOU SAID THE L WORD!" Pansy screamed throwing her arms around Blaise. "I'm so happy for you!"
"Mood swings much?" Blaise said, clearly still slightly annoyed. "You just basically called my girlfriend a bitch and now you're happy for me."
"I didn't know how you really felt." Pansy shrugged. "I kneel in front of you and beg for your forgiveness."
"Lick my left shoe."
"Blaise! I'm not going to lick your left shoe." Pansy laughed.
"Well if you don't want to be my friend anymore…"
"Are you serious?" Pansy asked, confused.
"Completely serious." Blaise shrugged. He received an awful Slytherin glare from Pansy.
"Only for you Blaise." Pansy grumbled as she knelt down. His shoe surprisingly didn't taste awful. It tasted pretty bad, but not awful.
"You're forgiven." Blaise smirked
"I better be."
"Just don't tell Draco about Ginny ok?"
"Blaise I'm not stupid." Pansy snorted.
"I think you and Ginny would be friends if you got to know each other." The male Slytherin mused.
"Maybe." Pansy grumbled
"Are you mad about the shoe thing?"
"Yes!" Pansy snapped
"Sorry."
"You should be." Pansy smirked. "Lucky for you I'm the better person so you won't have to lick my shoe."
"Lucky for me." Blaise said smiling.
"We should be arriving soon." Pansy said looking at her watch. "I should probably find another compartment and change."
"You should," Blaise commented. "I'll change in here."
"See ya." Pansy said, grabbing her uniform and robes, giving Blaise a salute, and leaving the room.
It didn't take long for Pansy to find a compartment. Because all of them appeared taken, she found one with five first years.
"Out." She snapped as the five eleven year olds sped past her. Pansy changed quickly and nearly crashed into Harry Potter on her way out.
"Are you done Parkinson?' He asked, clearly bored. "I need to change."
"No, I think I'll just sit for a while." Pansy said, smirking and falling back on a cushioned seat.
"Fine then." Harry shrugged as he whipped off his T-shirt. . . exposing some very nice stomach muscles.
"What the hell Potter!" Pansy hissed. "I'm way too young to see that!"
"I'm changing" Harry said monotonously.
"In front of me." Pansy snapped, throwing a cushion at him.
"This would be done faster if not for that pillow." Harry replied tersely, now putting on his robes.
"Fuck you Potter." Pansy said as she flipped him off.
"Why don't you just go plot something with Zabini and Malfoy, Parkinson." No sooner had the words left Harry's lips, had he found himself staring into Pansy's green eyes. There was less than an inch of space between them.
"Don't you dare patronize me Potter." Pansy whispered before leaving the compartment and slamming the door.
Pansy managed to find Blaise just as the train pulled into the station.
"What took you so long?" He asked
"I had a meeting with an annoying Gryffindor."
"I met a Gryffindor too." Blaise smirked.
"I don't need to know what you two did." Pansy replied bluntly. "Look it's Draco."
"What's the matter mate?" Blaise asked a very pale Draco Malfoy.
"Granger's Head Girls." Draco stuttered.
"So?" Pansy asked.
"She's hot now!" Draco replied.