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"Enter," his reply was muffled by the thick wooden door.
"Uhm, hello Professor Snape." She said slightly unsure of herself. She was still a bit scared of the hook nosed teacher after having him as her head of house, and potions master for four years.
"What can I do for you, Ms. Perkinson?" He asked kindly.
"I-I…Well, I was wondering if it would be ok for me to stay for the remainder of the holiday. See, I have essay's and wand work that I need to work on and the resources here are just so much better." She said, slurring a few words together trying to get an explanation out before he sent her away.
"Yes, Ms. Perkinson. You can stay. Have you notified your parents of your change in plans yet?" He asked, surprising her.
"I wanted to make sure it was alright with you before I went up to the Owlry." She said in a relieved tone.
"It is, now go on and send that letter of yours." Snape said while kindly shooing her away.
She hurried up to the Owlry to send her parents the letter.
She wasn't paying much attention and she accidently ran into somebody at the top of the stairs.
"Oh, uh, Sorry" mumbled a familiar voice.
Just my luck, I would run into Harry up here. She thought ruefully.
"It's alright. No harm done." She said to him in an exhausted voice.
She was much too tired to try and disguise her weariness any longer.
"Are you, uh, ok?" Harry asked with genuine concern in his eyes.
"Not really." She said, catching both of them off guard.
"Ok, well. If you want to talk…" Harry didn't finish his sentence, but they both knew what came next.
"I just need to send this letter to my parents. I'm staying here over the break instead of going home."
"Is that why you're upset?" He asked.
"No, no that's not it." Pansy was trying to get one of the school owl's to come down, but they all refused, not wanting to fly in the cold.
"Here, use her." Harry was offering the owl that was perched on his arm. "She needs some exercise anyways. Her name is Hedwig, I got her for my eleventh birthday."
"Oh, thanks," Pansy was distracted by the gorgeous owl Harry was holding.
Maybe it won't be so bad, being the only Slytherin around... a small smile spread across Pansy's face at this thought.
"So, uh," Pansy began, wanting a reason to stick around now that Hedwig had flown off. "How was your night at the Yule ball and stuff?" She wanted to know if he remembered as much as she did.
She noticed that he tried to hide his face when she asked this. When he looked at her, his face was flushed.
"I don't actually remember much of it. It's odd, neither does Hermione or Ron." He seemed flustered. "How was your night?" he was trying to change the topic, to one that wasn't about him.
"Oh, it was ok." She said acting nonchalant about it.
He obviously doesn't remember, no point in telling him. Maybe we could be friends though…
"Listen, Harry," She used his first name in hopes that it was would be ok, "I was thinking. Just because we're in different houses doesn't mean we have to hate each other. So, maybe we could be friends?" Her voice got higher at the end making this suggestion a question.
Harry's green eyes were studying her for a moment.
"How would Malfoy feel about that?" He asked, skeptically.
"Oh, Draco and I broke up." She was trying to sound sad about that, but truth be told saying it made her giddy.
"Oh. Well," Harry started, surprised at this new development, "That changes things. Sure, Pansy. We could try to be friends." He shot her a crooked smile that made her heart flutter, just a little.
She never noticed how sweet his smile was before.
It's not like the cocky smile Draco always wore.
"I can't promise my friends will like it though," Harry's voice broke into her thoughts, "But, I'm sure this comes as no surprise."
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