This one is once again dedicated to the special bond between Draco and Pansy,
hope you like it and a happy New Year!
xoxo

Disclaimer: J.K. is the Queen of the world, not me

'Draco!'
She shouted after him.
'Draco stop being a ponce and talk to me!'
It was astonishing how Pansy could sound both demeaning and pleading all at once. But it did help, Draco slowed down and banged his fist against the wall before resting the top of his head against it in utter frustration. Pansy caught up with him, she laced her arms around his chest, hugging him from behind. Her head lay rested on his back.

'Do you want to go back to the common room and talk about it?'
She whispered and to her surprise he agreed. They curled up on his bed and cast a silencing spell around it. After their break-up they had become closer than they were as a couple, which is why he barely hesitated to fill her in. It took Pansy exactly one expectant look and an 'alright Drake spill it before I hex it out of you' before he told her everything. About his dad, about the Dark Lord, that he was a Death Eater and bared the Dark Mark…
The girl gasped at that and didn't believe him until he rolled up his sleeve and blatantly shoved his arm in her face. Pansy could feel her heart break as he turned his head away both to avoid seeing the Mark as her reaction to it.

'Drake…', she whispered as she placed her hand on his cheek and turned his head back towards her.
'Drake, you know I often lie my arse off right?'
He nodded and cracked up ever so slightly.
'And you also know I would never lie to you?'
Again, his white blonde head bobbed up and down.
'So trust me when I say that this'
she stroked his arm where the Mark was branded on his skin
'does not change you. You may think that it's turning you into something evil or bad but it's not true, I know it isn't. And if you ever need someone to talk to or to help you kick that Dark Lords arse, I'll be right there by your side. That bastard won't know what hit him after I'm finished scolding him, that should teach him not to mess with my best friend'
Pansy spoke fiercely, eyes burning with angry, yet passionate, fire.

Draco was smiling by now, what he had done to deserve Pansy, he didn't know, but he thanked his lucky stars he'd done whatever it was.
'Oh Pans, you really want me to turn into a bloody Hufflepuff, don't you?' He retorted quickly.
'You're welcome' she grinned back at him.
They sat in comfortable silence for a while, both deep in thought until Pansy spoke softly again.

'This war is really happening, isn't it?' It wasn't so much a question as a statement.
'I'm afraid so' he knew there was no way around it.
'If you don't mind me asking, how are you going to deal with your parents when the time comes?'
He swallowed heavily.
'My mother is going to run for it and if I have to, I'll fight my father' he said tentatively after a long pause.
She draped her arm around the boy and stroked his back with her thumb.
'Save me a hex' she muttered.

She smiled at the way he peered at her out of the corners of his twinkling grey orbs. She always found it weird that he could make her feel like the most important person in the world and didn't cease to do so even after they split up. She cast a quick time spell, it was already past curfew. So, she stood up from his bed and made way to get out but he reached out and gripped her wrist lightly,
'Pans, would you... Could you, maybe...'
The times Draco Malfoy had blushed, Pansy could count on one hand and she always found it a sight to see, this time included.
He took a deep breath,
'Could you stay? If you don't mind, that is'
He had really changed from the obnoxious, cocky first year he used to be, Pansy thought to herself seeing him so vulnerable.
'Sure' she nodded and slit back into his bed, pulling the covers over them both.
'Nightmares?' She didn't need to await his answer.
He'd had them back when they were dating and she knew they were still taunting him.
'Wake me up if they get to bad' he requested before wrapping his arm around her and drifting to sleep.