Título: Tentativas - I. Odeio-te; II. Entendo-te; III. Quero-te

Autora: Bela

Tema: Farmacocinética

Itens: I. Raiva; II. Aceitação; III. Imagem 9

Observações: Sim, os títulos são em português e as drabbles em inglês. Mas é porque são sou normal.


I. Odeio-te

Pansy Parkinson looked once more at the annoying smile on Harry Potter's face. All she wanted to do was punch that face. She couldn't stand more his smiles, and how she couldn't take them off her mind. Harry Potter was all over her brain, playing with her thoughts the same way she used to play with her dolls when she was younger. And that was horrible, because she was Pansy Parkinson. And he was Harry Potter. There's no need to list the reasons why it was definitely impossible for them to be together. Wait; was she actually thinking of them together?

Pansy shook her head, trying to clean her mind. She hated Harry Potter, and that was the truth. That had to be the truth. They hated each other and it was fate. He was the Boy Who Lived. She was the Princess of Slytherin. Things were better that way.

But, then... why did she hate Harry Potter? The first thing that came to her mind was his smile. That smile she couldn't forget.

It made she hate him a little bit more.


II. Entendo-te

Harry Potter glanced at Pansy Parkinson, curiosity on his face. She was a strange girl, that Parkinson. He noticed that sometimes she looked at him with a thoughtful look, for then turn her face into an angry expression. She was funny, Harry had to admit it to himself.

In fact, there're many things about Parkinson in his mind. He was making too many careful analysis of her these last days. Harry now knew almost exactly how she smiled, how she shrugged her shoulders, how she rolled her eyes. He had also memorized the real color of her eyes - a deep dark blue. He was afraid he might be getting interested in her. And it would be a disaster.

But, then... wasn't his life already a disaster? Date Parkinson would probably be one of the easiest things he'd have to do for a while. Maybe he could live with the idea of loving Pansy Parkinson.

And the thought made him smile.


III. Quero-te

Pansy walked up and down, followed by the anxious look of Harry's face.

"So?" he asked, quietly.

She stopped, facing him. Pansy seemed scary with the idea he had given her.

"I don't know, Potter", she answered, honestly. "The whole thing is just..."

"Absurd?"

Pansy nodded, and went back to her walking.

"You know, Potter, I'm not sure I..." she was obviously in doubt. "I'm not sure I have feelings for you."

"Neither am I", Harry said, simply. "But I know I want to try dating you, because... I just need a little escape from real life, you know? And I think I can have that with you."

She stopped again, smiling.

"Then I guess we can try."

Tentative, they approached and embraced.

Maybe it was not the start of a big love, but was, at least, the start of a new life. For both of them.