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A/N: Thanx to all who has reviewed to any of my fics and who'll review to this one, too. For those who are constant reviewers may be a little thrown off at the fact that this is a Ron/Pansy fic. I've decided to do as xXxVicky-BxXx do, and do short-shots (3-5 chapters) for holidays. That does not mean my regular stories won't have holidays' in them! Also, any short-shots will not just be Dramione fics, as you can tell. I will have parings like Rose/Scorpius, Harry/Ginny, Ron/Pansy, Blaise/Lavender, and Draco/Hermione. Those will be the main-and most likely only short-shots I write, unless I feel like writing one about their kids together. For, example Blasie/Lavender kid with Harry/Ginny's kid. Get my point? Anyhow, review and we'll all be happy. It only takes a minute or two out of your life. I'm sure you can spear me one or two minutes to review! REVIEW!!

Thanks sooooooo much for black wolfgirl2722 for being an awesome beta-er! She always beta's everything, even on short notice. Thanks again!

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A red head walked down the hallways of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, after being told off yet again by a Gryffindor. He never really seen eye to eye with the ladies. After, all he wasn't Harry Potter or Draco Malfoy. But, why should that matter? All he wanted was one girl. One girl that'll love him for him…or at least like him. He'd been in a steady relationship with Lavender Brown, but that's all they would ever be, a steady relationship, nothing more. He wanted something more than she could give him. More than she was. Of course, he liked her. He liked her a lot, but she didn't have what he was looking for. What was he looking for, anyway? Looks? More beauty? Body? Heart? Love? He didn't know. All he knew was that he was missing something, but he just didn't know what it was.

Turning a corner he walked longer. He didn't feel like going back to the gold and scarlet common room. He felt as if he was being boxed in and no one could tell. Not even his best friends, Harry and Hermione.

After, several more minutes of walking he turned another corner, only this time he bumped into a short, hard object. "Owwww!" he heard it scream before a semi-light thud.

"Watch where you're going, Weasley. Hasn't your mother thought you never to hit a lady?" the girl replied from the floor.

Ron looked down at the "object" he hit. He was in no mood to argue with a Slytherin, especially a girl Slytherin…he wouldn't be able to punch a girl. "Ladies, yeah. Smut? No. It was an accident, anyhow."

She jumped up brushing her pants off in the process; "Yeah, your birth was an accident-" she stopped due to the lack of air passing her airway.

He hadn't known what came over him, but by the time he knew what he was doing he was chocking Pansy Parkinson. He dropped her in shock. Looking down at his hands he shook his head. "I'm sorry. I didn't…I didn't mean to."

Pansy fell to the floor holding her throat. "You're crazy Weasley. I'm going to tell Dumbledore." she said crawling down the hall towards the headmaster's office. If she thought she was going to make it there crawling then she was crazy. His office was at least three floors above theirs, and with the staircases changing she could fall to her death.

Ron ran to her side, pulling her into an abandoned classroom. "You can't do that. Are you trying to get me expelled?" he asked looking her in the eyes.

Her eyes flashed a jet black, "Well, I wasn't the one trying to strangle someone, was I? What's got you knickers up in a bunch that you're killing people?" she said through gritted teeth, still rubbing her neck.

Ron sat down in the corner and put his head in his hands. He didn't know what to do. One minute he was feeling hopeless and uncaring for himself; the next fearful and worried. He didn't care anymore if she told or not. At least he'd be gone from this girl-ed up school.

Pansy stared at him. He was truly sorry. But she saw something else too. Could it be self-pity? Or maybe lost hope? She didn't know. All she wanted to know was what could make the red head so down that he'd just give up on himself like that? What had ruined him from his normal everyday life? It couldn't be that his friendship was in trouble or homework problems because she was sure Granger wouldn't let that get him down. So what could it be? Girl problems? He couldn't have girl problems. He was to…full to have them. He wasn't all scrawny and dumb acting like he was a year before. As a matter of fact he had muscles, a tan, a brain, what more could he have that he didn't already have? Money? Money wasn't everything. Trust. She had as much money as the Malfoy's did and she was as unhappy as a child away from its parents.

She walked over to him and sat down, "What's wrong Weasley?"

Ron looked over his hands at her, "And why would I tell you?"

"Because, I'm the only one here. Plus, you seem as if you need to let some thoughts escape that big head of yours."

"Great, first you ask me what's wrong, and then you insult me. What do you want anyway, Parkinson? Aren't you suppose to be crawling to tell Dumbledore on me?" he asked questioningly.

The girl sighed. "I want to know what's wrong with you." She too wasn't as dumb as everyone thought her out to be. Nor as ugly. She had pretty, long, wavy, dark brown hair. A nice shape, pretty face, and now a caring attitude. Everything a guy was looking for in a woman.

"Why? So you can use it against me? No, way, Parkinson. Leave me alone."

"Listen, Weasley if you don't tell me what's wrong with you, I swear I'll tell Dumbledore you choked me," she said seriously. She already knew he'd tell her. What would he rather face - her telling the whole school his feelings or being expelled?

Ron took in a deep breath, "If you tell anyone what I'm about to tell you I swear you'll regret it," he threatened her, but she didn't so much as blink at it. All she did was look at him with blank eyes. "It's the Gryffindors. The girls I mean…why am I telling you this?" he asked. He didn't just want to open up to one of his least favorite people.

She knitted her eyebrows, "Because if you don't I'm going to tell. What about the Gryffindor girls?" she started him back where he left off.

But, Ron was being Ron and wouldn't just tell her, "Why do you care so much?"

"I don't know. I just want to know. I don't know why and probably never will, so tell me before I go back to being Slytherin Pansy Parkinson." she said her patients now wearing thin.

He decided she was right…now. "Well…I'm…I'm not a ladies man like Harry or Malfoy. The girls don't like me. I don't even know why I still put up with them." he sighed putting his head in his hands again.

"I thought you were with Brown?" she asked confused. Why would he be looking for a girl when he already had one? Weasley doesn't know how to stick with one girl at a time does he? No wonder they don't like him. I don't blame them.

She could see he hesitated, "I didn't see much in her. She was pretty, nice, and a great kisser, if I might had, but she was her, so I broke it off earlier. All she ever wanted to do was snog. What about knowing each other? Don't you woman like to know about your spouses or something?" he asked.

Pansy smiled, "Well, most of us do. What did you not see in her? You both seemed so into each other."

"We were, until I saw how Harry was with Ginny. They knew each other more than Lavender and I knew each other and we've been together longer. Isn't that saying something? My sister and Harry seemed so into each other…so in love. Like they were going somewhere, but with Lavender and I, all we were going to was the end of the year and then our own ways."

Pansy nodded her head understanding what he said completely. When she was sure he was finished she spoke up, "Maybe you just wasn't meant to end up with her. Maybe you're looking for love."

Ron's head shot up again. "Looking for love?" he started to chuckle, "I've never been in love, so how can I be looking for it?"

Pansy was caught off guard by his laughing, "Weasley, I'm serious. Just because you have never been in love doesn't mean you aren't looking for it."

Ron continued to laugh, "I think I'll know how I feel."

"Whatever, Weasley," she said angered. She didn't know why she got mad that he was laughing at her advice. Just because he wasn't looking for love doesn't mean that people like her weren't.

She stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her. Leaving a confused red head in the room she ran down the halls tears threatening to pour from her hazel green eyes. She ran into a room, the door looked as if it just appeared at the end of the hall. Running in she jumped on the bed and cried. When she was all out of tears she looked around. The room looked like a normal room - a muggle room to be exact. It was pink with stuff animals and a lamp on either side of the bed, being held up by the bedside tables. Only one lamp was on giving the room a shallow glow. Needing to wash her face she got up from the bed ready to leave when a door appeared in the corner.

She thought in awe in where she heard of a room like this. "I found the Come and Go Room. Haha, I found the Room of Requirement." She said her mouth hanging open as she starred around. She thought of chocolate ice cream and it appeared on the bed along with a spoon.

Walking over to the door she walked inside and looked in the mirror. Looking back at herself she saw her eyes were red from crying. Her nose red, too from sniffling. Washing her face off she walked back to the bed and begun to eat the cold frosted ice cream. About an hour later she heard her name being called.

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Ron sat there in the abandoned classroom several minutes longer before getting up to search for the now lost girl. What did I say? He searched the whole castle and couldn't find her. He chose to check the 7th floor again before returning to the Gryffindor Common Room.

"Parkinson? Parkinson?" he jumped when a hidden door appeared and out stepped Pansy Parkinson in the flesh. He could tell she had been crying. But, why?

"What do you want?" she asked venomously.

"To…to talk," he choked out.

"Don't you think you've done enough talking?"

"What did I do to you to get you so mad, huh? What because I talked to you? Well you told me to."

Pansy swallowed, "No, it wasn't any of that." she whispered. How was she to tell him that he hurt her feelings from laughing at her? That she was looking for love and she think she found it, but the one she thought she found it in didn't find it in her? That the one she found it in wasn't even looking for it? She couldn't.

"Then what was it?"

"Do we have to talk out here?" she asked him. He stepped inside the still open door and sat on the bed, she following his lead.

Now side by side, Ron begun to feel hot. "So, what's bugging ya?"

"You?" she replied simply.

"Me? What I do?"

She was going to beat his brain in if he didn't start reading in-between the lines. "You fucking laughed at me! Okay, I'm looking for love! You may not be but some people are!"

"Wait a minute. Are you saying I hurt your feelings?" he asked a smirk crossing his features.

Pansy nodded her head. "Me? Hurt your feelings? Haha!" he laughed.

The brunette couldn't help but suppress a giggle, "What's so funny?" she pushed him.

"Oh, nothing. I just thought I'd ever see the day Pansy Parkinson admit she has feelings." he chuckled.

"Well I've changed a lot over the summer. I've been through a lot, too. I don't want to hate you no more Weasley."

"I don't want to hate you no more either, Parkinson."

"Truce?" she held her hand out to him.

He looked at her hand and then at her, "Truce."

"You do realize no one could know about this right?" she informed him.

"Yeah, I know, but they don't have to know." he replied and it was then he thought he found what he was looking for. He didn't know what it was, but it was there. There was no way to be sure - at least not yet. He'd just have to wait and see.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, not knowing what to say. What do you say after 7 years of loathing? Hate? War? You didn't know what should be said. What should be done? All you had to go off of was how you felt then and there.

"So, I should be goin-" Ron begun but was cut off by her lips on his.

It was just like a movie. Years of hate, they get an understanding of each other, they forgive, want to forget, and they kiss. Only that it was backwards. He felt as if should be the one taking the first step. To be the one to be the bigger person. To be the one to kiss her. Comfort her.

After several seconds of shock he wrapped his arms around her. She was already in his lap and kissing him, so he didn't have to rearrange his body or hers. He kissed her hard, more hungry. He guessed she felt it too, because she dipped her tongue into his mouth fighting to win the battle of the tongues.

She pushed him back some so he was now lying down. You are a true Slytherin. Always in command. He thought as she kissed him harder. Her hands roamed his body - feeling every inch of him. Her hands reached his hair and she begun to pull and run her hands through it when a clock went off.

Jumping off of him they looked around the room. All that accompanied them were the stuff animals and walls. The red head stretched behind him and hit the 'snooze' button on the digital clock.

"I guess I should be going?" she said flushed.

The brunette walked to the door ready to exit when Ron grabbed her hand. He pulled her into another kiss. Slightly pushing him back she smiled, "I have to go, but I'll be back tomorrow. Remember don't blow our cover." she kissed him one final time before exiting.

Ron walked back to the bed smiling. "She's the one," he whispered.

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All month they followed their new routine. It was like waking up and brushing your teeth. It had to be done. It had to happen other wise you'll feel dirty; even after showing. You'd still have that bitter taste in your mouth.

One night before the Thanksgiving Holidays when they were sitting in the Room of Requirements Ron spoke, "I have something for you."

Pansy looked up from the chair she was sitting in. She'd been reading over her DADA homework as he sat there watching her. "What is it?" she asked excited.

Ron's eyes shone with just as much excitement as hers, "You'll have to wait and see." he passed her a green bag.

She stuck her hand in the green bag and pulled out a rectangular sliver box with a sliver and green ribbon, "Huh? Are these Slytherin colors?" she asked smiling.

Pulling the lid off the box she pulled out a gold and sliver snake bracelet. It had red gems for its eyes. Two snakes were twined together. In order to put it on you had to open the heads and snap them. "Thank you so much! I have to get you something. This must've coast you a fortune. How'd you get it we haven't even gone to Hogsmead, yet?"

Ron brushed it off accepting the kiss she gave him. "You don't have to get me anything. This gem," he indicated as he put it on for her, "this gem is for when we are around our friends. If ever I am being to harsh just touch it and I'll know."

She kissed him again and laid her head on his chest, "Ron?"

"Umm?" he answered.

"What are we?"

"What'd you mean?"

"What are we? Are we dating? Are we just friends? What are we?"

Ron thought about it, "I'd…I'd like to be with you if you are willing to be with me."

Pansy looked up at him, "I'd like that. I'd like that a lot."

Ron smiled and leaned in to kiss her, "Then you are mine and I don't have to share you!" he laughed kissing her.

"Good, because I'm not sharing you either." she kissed him back. Not feeling she'd be able to control the fire that's been burning in her for so long.

Ron's hand roamed her body. He kissed her navel. His hand pulled her shirt off her head, as she removed his. After she pulled off his pants he removed hers. Now she was lying there in nothing but her bra and underwear.

"Ron I've never done this before. I know everyone thinks I have, but I haven't." she said looking him in the eyes, fear showing in hers.

"Trust me," he whispered to her and they experienced a night full of noise and love in the air.

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