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Chapter 11:

Do About Nothing

They stood awkwardly in the foyer area of Pansy's house. Pansy was unsure of what Weasel meant by 'Does she know where your cock's been?' or what that was meant to imply. Pansy watched as Harry Potter rubbed his temples. She sighed wondering why she'd even gone in the first place.

"Want some tea?" Pansy asked. Harry looked at her and smiled before shaking is head.

"I should probably go," he told her. Pansy scoffed.

"We don't have to talk about," Pansy said pulling Harry with her to the kitchen. She placed him by a stool as she put the kettle on the stove and lit the fire with her wand.

"She means I was a sleeping around," Potter told her, "even when we first started dating."

"Oh? Sleeping around entails…what?" Pansy asked. Harry frowned and sighed looking anywhere but her.

"I had sex with a few girls. It was nothing serious," Potter shrugged. Pansy tried to stop herself from feeling hurt. True they hadn't really realized that they could be good together and they hadn't actually started dating until a month ago but it still stung.

"I see," Pansy nodded.

"No, you don't," Potter said, "I was sexually frustrated and I needed to have sex. Sex is different for different people so I went out clubbing and found other women who were in the same boat as me. Without a girlfriend, boyfriend, who they could fuck."

"Oh, so now that we're dating sooner or later we're going to have sex?" Pansy questioned. Harry snorted and rubbed his hands over his face before looking at her.

"Pansy, look what we have between is something different," Harry told her rubbing his hand over his face.

"How so?" Pansy demanded. She placed her hands on her hips watching him.

"Because I respect you and I don't want to push you into something you don't want to do," Harry sighed.

"Okay," Pansy breathed nodding her head.

"Yeah?" Harry grinned. The tension that seemed to have built left them and they smiled at each other.

"I should go. See you tomorrow?" Harry asked. Pansy smiled and pulled him close to kiss him gently on the lips.

Love Triangle?

Yesterday at the Ministry of Magic's our favorite rumored couple finally stepped out in public. Ms. Parkinson, 23, and Mr. Potter,23, were seen chatting with many prominent members of the Ministry. What seemed like a promising night for the young couple however turned out to be a disaster. Mrs. Nott, a good friend of Ms. Parkinson, states "We were just talking about children and all of a sudden Ginny Weasely storms over! It was horrible!"

Many eye witnesses say that Ms. Weasely had been trying and failing to get back together with long time boyfriend. One witness said "Ms. Weasely was talking to the Malfoys when she saw Harry Potter and Pansy Parkinson chatting it up with Daphne Nott. She seemed quite upset even though the Malfoys said she shouldn't bother them- she did anyway." A representative for the Minister for Magic released a statement late last night, "We find it unfortunate that the press is focused on the social life of one person but not the causes we've come here to promote."

A list of causes that were highlight at the benefit and more information on the romance between Mr. Potter and Ms. Parkinson can be found on page ten.

Harry groaned as Ron showed him the paper. Work had been the same way, people pointing and whispering while no one actually came up to ask him if he was in fact dating Pansy Parkinson. He had of course got a concerned letter from Mrs. Weasely and several hundred other witches. He had ignored most and the only other letters he opened was from Ron and Pansy.

"She'd been a right mood since this article hit. I got a howler asking me why I hadn't told her that you were seeing someone," Ron told him laughing.

"I wanted to keep it quite for a bit. Pansy isn't like the others," Harry shrugged. Ron nodded thoughtfully before taking a gulp of tea.

"You know the whole family is going to want to meet her, eh," he told him.

"Hopefully your wife will give birth first so that everyone will be in a better mood about it. I bet Hermione is gloating about this," Harry sighed. Ron chuckled and took a sip of his tea thinking.

"Yeah, well why don't you and Pansy come over for dinner one day. I'm sure Hannah would love to cook for someone beside me," Ron shrugged.

"I'll ask her. She's visiting her mother today. She said something about keeping this article away from her," Harry told Ron.

"Yeah, well I wouldn't go out on the town for a while," Ron grinned.

"Fuck off," Harry told him. He took a sip of his tea before taking a piece of biscuit.

Harry and Ron stayed and chatted for a bit longer before Ron went back to work. Harry not wanting to face the media and gossipers strolled down Daigon to Pansy's bookshop. Not many people knew about the shop in general but those who did were into their work. The rest of the people who came into the store were usually passerby. The shop itself was cozy and warm with stacks of books. Most books people wanted were on the lower shelves but some wanted the older books- that was when Pansy would have to climb up a latter to get them.

"Hello how can I-" Pansy began be scowled when she saw him.

"What are you doing for dinner tonight?" Harry asked grinning at her. Pansy rolled her eyes.

"I dunno, do you have something planned?" she asked.

"Yeah, Ron and his wife have invited us to dinner. So…" Harry shrugged. Pansy raised her eyebrows and pretended to be thoughtful about her answer.

"And what will we be eating?" Pansy asked playfully. Harry grinned at her and twirled a piece of her hair in between his fingers.

"Some of this, some of that. You never know what could happen," Harry smiled.

"I guess I could go," Pansy sighed.

"I'd bring you flowers," Harry told her. Pansy laughed and kissed him on the cheek.

"How thoughtful, it's been a hard day," Pansy sighed. Harry frowned and resisted the urge to hug her seeing as a counter was between them.

"Your mother?" Harry asked. he remembered the letter and wondered how the visit had gone but he knew better to ask. Pansy seemed closed off about her mother and family in general.

"She thinks I'm some sort of slag who depends on men. It's the same argument every time. Not that she'd admit to it. I'm just tired of dealing with her," Pansy told him.

"It'll get better," Harry told her holding her hand in his. Pansy gave him a small smile and sighed.

"I hope so," Pansy agreed, "What time is dinner?"

"I think it's six, I'll pick you up," Harry told her. He gave her a small kiss on the cheek before heading towards the door.

Wow, it's been a long time. I had some doubts about where I was heading and the ending and stuff so I had a big block. But the good news is that's gone...look for another chapter soon hopefully! Please Read and Review it's nice hearing what you have to say. I enjoy reading all your comments, cuz I do read them all-sorry that I don't reply in a personal message like thing. Ah, I've rambled enough...lol