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Word Count:400
Notes:
The 5 Drabbles Competition Round 4: Prompt Used—"just pretend to care"
Pansy stood with her back to the door, numbly chopping the vegetables. She didn't notice as a couple of tears streaked down her face, dripping onto the unevenly cut pieces below. Mechanically, she finished off the batch, tipping the vegetables into a waiting bowl and reaching for the oil she'd set out. Her hand crashed into the glass jar, and it rolled off the countertop and smashed onto the floor below, the shards of glass and splashes of oil glinting in the misleadingly cheery lighting.
Her eyes fluttering closed in defeat, Pansy leaned forward to rest her elbows on the counter, leaning her head into her hands, shoulder shaking. She remained this way until she heard the click of a key turning in the lock. She didn't bother to look up as the door creaked open, hearing a loud sigh as the door was closed once more.
"Again, Pansy?" Draco's voice sounded exasperated and annoyed as his footsteps stomped closer. She felt his hand grasp her shoulder, and she pulled her face out of her palms to glare at him. He cursed softly as he noticed the tear streaks on her face. "I thought we were past this." His brow furrowed in a mixture of anger and irritation that rallied a similar response in Pansy, the first time she'd felt anything other than uncaring all day.
"You could just pretend to care, Draco!" she cried angrily. "We're never going to have children—doesn't that bother you?" She pushed past him, stalking to their bedroom and slamming and locking the door behind her.
"Oh, that's right, just run off like you always do," Draco called heatedly, his voice muffled through the door. "It's been months, Pansy! Can't we move past this already?" She heard him pounding against their door. She whirled around, opening the door, white-faced with anger.
"Did you ever even want a family, Draco? Did you ever picture that for us? Or was I just some girl who happened to come along when you and your parents ran away?" she hissed at him. His eyes narrowed.
"Of course I wanted a family," he said furiously. "But since you can't bear children, Pansy, you need to move on! It's over, you're never going to have a child, and there's nothing we can do about it!"
Pansy relished the shocked look on his pale face as she slammed the door again.
