Chapter 7 Embarassment of the Worst Type
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me
Pansy Parkinson was known as a slut. A MAJOR slut. Apparantly she slept with all of the Slytherin quidditch team and even some of the Gryffindors.
Everybody knew that Pansy had a crush on the one person that refused to love her back. In fact, he was completely oblivious to her feelings. She tried to impress him by sleeping with everyone (and that includes girls) but that just made it worse. Nevertheless, she never gave up. She was now walking towards him
In a graceful motion, she raised her hand. Swiftly she brought down the hand to hot the 'secret' admirer.
Unfortunately for her, the hand didn't make contact, the blow didn't fall. It didn't even come within a 20centimetre radius from her target because the 'victim' had grabbed Pansy's hand in mid-air.
'Pansy, what do you think you're doing?' Harry said.
'Oh, hi, Harry. Sorry, I was just passing by and I just felt the need to hit you.' Replied Pansy.
Now the whole entire hall had their eyes on them, except of course, Draco. The teachers didn't even try to stop it even though most of them knew what the outcome of this meeting would be. They had gradually gotten used to the arguments between Harry and Pansy and they just let it be.
'No, Pansy' said Harry exasperated. 'I knew you tried to hit me, but WHY did you try? I mean, I know you hate me but physical abuse is a bit extreme don't you think?'
'Um, well, see, if I didn't hate you, I'm scared that I might start to love you.'
Harry had to control himself to stop from laughing. Jeez, this is getting better every day, he said to himself.
Instead, Harry leaned toward Pansy and turned his face towards her as though he was expecting a kiss. Before Pansy could comply he said,
'OK, Hit me as hard as you can so you can keep on hating me.'
Pansy, furious after this comment, slapped him hard across the face and stomped out of the hall. Ripples of laughter spread especially at the Gryffindor table. People started to pat Harry on the back. Even the teachers couldn't help but snigger. The only teacher who wasn't laughing was Snape but even he had a slight change in his skin tone and his eyes were lighter than usual.
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me
Pansy Parkinson was known as a slut. A MAJOR slut. Apparantly she slept with all of the Slytherin quidditch team and even some of the Gryffindors.
Everybody knew that Pansy had a crush on the one person that refused to love her back. In fact, he was completely oblivious to her feelings. She tried to impress him by sleeping with everyone (and that includes girls) but that just made it worse. Nevertheless, she never gave up. She was now walking towards him
In a graceful motion, she raised her hand. Swiftly she brought down the hand to hot the 'secret' admirer.
Unfortunately for her, the hand didn't make contact, the blow didn't fall. It didn't even come within a 20centimetre radius from her target because the 'victim' had grabbed Pansy's hand in mid-air.
'Pansy, what do you think you're doing?' Harry said.
'Oh, hi, Harry. Sorry, I was just passing by and I just felt the need to hit you.' Replied Pansy.
Now the whole entire hall had their eyes on them, except of course, Draco. The teachers didn't even try to stop it even though most of them knew what the outcome of this meeting would be. They had gradually gotten used to the arguments between Harry and Pansy and they just let it be.
'No, Pansy' said Harry exasperated. 'I knew you tried to hit me, but WHY did you try? I mean, I know you hate me but physical abuse is a bit extreme don't you think?'
'Um, well, see, if I didn't hate you, I'm scared that I might start to love you.'
Harry had to control himself to stop from laughing. Jeez, this is getting better every day, he said to himself.
Instead, Harry leaned toward Pansy and turned his face towards her as though he was expecting a kiss. Before Pansy could comply he said,
'OK, Hit me as hard as you can so you can keep on hating me.'
Pansy, furious after this comment, slapped him hard across the face and stomped out of the hall. Ripples of laughter spread especially at the Gryffindor table. People started to pat Harry on the back. Even the teachers couldn't help but snigger. The only teacher who wasn't laughing was Snape but even he had a slight change in his skin tone and his eyes were lighter than usual.
