Title: The First Secret
Summary: Elanora finally sets her sights on another boy who seems perfect. He's not.
Pairing/Characters:Elanora Zabini/Peter Pettigrew
Rating:K
Warnings: N/A
Notes:Prompt: "I'm sorry, but I'm not going to get hung up on some high school rumour."
She didn't look at boys again for almost six months. When she did, she looked at a boy with a pudgy face and a round body. He was not the nicest looking boy, but he also wasn't the worst. He seemed reliable, dependable, and too much of a coward to hurt her, though, and that's what was important.
When she approached him asking for a date he accepted without much thought.
"But we have to keep it quiet," he said. He was glancing around the room almost like he feared the walls had eyes.
"What do you mean we have to keep it quiet?" she asked. She wanted to prove all the older girls wrong. She wanted to show them that she was desirable, and a boyfriend would do that.
"I'm sorry, but I can't be seen dating a Slytherin."
Elanora looked at the pudgy boy's red and gold robes. She knew he hung around with James Potter, Remus Lupin, and the Black arsehole. "I'm sorry," she sneered, "but I'm not going to get hung up over some high school rumour." She glared at the boy who was staring at her with wide eyes. "Especially one that hasn't even started yet!" She was yelling by this point. There was a fire in her eyes as rage and hurt blurred together.
Peter Pettigrew backed away. "O-on s-second t-thought, I t-t-think it m-might be b-b-better if we d-don't g-go out." He turned around and fled down the corridor.
Elanora stood at the doorway and watched him run. "I didn't really want to date you anyway," she said under her breath.
She turned around and re-entered the room when she couldn't see the boy anymore. She slammed the door and wrapped her arms around herself. Good riddance, she thought. She couldn't quite ignore the pain in her chest.
(w.c 305)
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