Potter wants to go to the Three Broomsticks, which is a dump, but Pansy shows up anyway, fourteen minutes late, in a tight red dress with a slit up to her hip bone practically. When she sees him in the corner, she heads over, glowering at the various drunks who whistle at her.

Harry's awkward, and it's sort of grounding, knowing she's probably in better shape than him. He buys her a drink, and asks her questions about Italy. She tells him about the beaches and the tourists and the sunburns. She describes the ancient cathedrals and the gorgeous stained glass. He mentions Malfoy and then things get weird, as the force of Draco's personality takes up the space between them. He buys her a couple of shots, and soon Draco is the last thing on her mind.

Two hours later, she's feeling good and everything Harry says is a thousand times funnier than normally. She knows she's almost drunk, but can't bring herself to care. She's just having so much fun. When it turns midnight he makes some Cinderella joke and she finds it so funny that she falls into him laughing. He looks down at her and then somehow they are kissing. His mouth feels warm on hers, no hot. He groans against her tongue, and then she's being pushed into the grimy bathroom and his hands are fucking everywhere and it just feels so good to be wanted. It feels so good to have someone gasping against her neck that she's beautiful, so beautiful and that God, Pansy, you're amazing. She knows he just wants to get laid, but she's still whimpering embarrassingly loud when his thumb brushes the heavy curve of her breasts, his clever fingers manipulating her body and oh god that feels good. His fingers on her, doing something amazing that makes her whole body tremble. Somehow he apparates back to his flat, and then he shoves her up against a wall and tears the slit of her dress even higher, groaning into her mouth. And by the time they fall onto the bed she's so desperate, so needy, so alive that she can barely stand it.

The morning after is mortifying on so many levels. She wakes up in his bed, with his green eyes on her. He winces. She blinks a couple of times and says, voice scratchy from sleep,

"Hi."

He looks awkward.

"Um, this is weird." He mumbles. "I know that you're still hung up on Draco and everything, and I don't want to be an enabler or anything…"

"An enabler?" She asks him. It is way too early for this. "Believe me, that wasn't enabling."

"Right. Well."

"Oh." She swallows. "You like me or something?"

"Look, I think we can both agree this was a mistake, and um Hermione is coming over later, so it's probably best if you, well, you know." He says in a rush, a flush of embarrassment on his cheekbones. She looks at him incredulously. He sooo likes her.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" She demands. When only silence answers her, she rolls her eyes. "Well then. Let's not talk like adults." She grabs her ripped dress off the floor, tugs it on. Finds her wand on the bedside table.

"Pansy, no hard feelings or anything, right?" Harry asks. "You understand why this can't happen though."

"Oh yeah," She says as sarcastically as she knows how, dragging out her words. "Absolutely. Totally. Because you're a big fancy war hero and I'm Death Eater trash. What ever will the papers say?"

"I didn't mean it like that," He sighs.

"Oh I'm sorry. Do I bother you when we aren't fucking?" She snaps. Her chest feels tight, and, no stranger to being kicked out the morning after, she somehow thought the great Harry Potter would be different. "I'll stop bothering you with my feelings. Asshole."

"No, Pansy, look. I honestly didn't mean to offend you. I thought you wouldn't want to be caught here. You know, with me. Also, you don't like Hermione." He adds quickly.

"Oh." She feels like the asshole now. "Okay. Yeah. I'll see you around then."

She grabs her heels and hurries out of his flat, turning to give him a tentative smile. This guy, who keeps tripping her up.

Harry grins and grabs the back of his hair.

A/N: A little fluffy at the end there, guys. I mean a relationship can't be entirely structured on mutual angst. I needed some cute badly. Pansy and Draco still have some unresolved issues though, wonder what going to happen there? (I'm so sorry. I had to. Apparently my new thing is shameless plugs for my fic...) :)