The Exchange – Some Much Needed Advice
Draco was visibly upset. He had a lot on his mind. For one, last night, the one that he loved took off with the boy he hated. He had waited for them to come back, but neither glanced in his direction once they returned. That couldn't be good. Two, the one that he loved didn't exactly believe that their friendship could withstand the ever-looming transformation back into normalcy. This was also bad. That meant that Draco was losing the battle to win over Harry's heart, and Draco hated to lose. He knew that things with Harry were moving along nicely, but if Harry didn't feel like he could be Draco's friend once he transformed back into himself, then all of Draco's hard work would be all for naught. And three, the gift that the one he loved had received for Christmas was really bothering him. He knew he had seen it before. He just couldn't place it.
But all this flew right out of his head the moment he spotted a certain girl finally step out of her room.
"Haley!"
The girl in question glanced over and spotted her friend quickly approaching. "Hello, Draco," she said courteously. "Have you seen Pansy?"
"Pansy?"
"Yes, Pansy."
"Oh that's right. You two are miraculously friends now."
"And you know what that means, right? More time with Pansy, less time with Draco," Haley smiled, laughing lightly. Unfortunately, Draco didn't share in her mirth. Instead, he crossed his arms over his chest and frowned. Haley stopped. "Come on, Draco. It was a joke."
"Ha. Ha," the boy replied, dryly.
Haley just rolled her eyes. "Fine. If you want to hang out, then you can help me find Pansy. I need to talk to her about something." She began walking towards the exit.
Draco quickly followed. "Well, why can't you talk to me?"
Again, Haley paused in her tracks. A small smirk played on her lips. "Oh, okay. Draco, do you have any spare tampons?"
The blonde gaped, not expecting this. "You're joking, right?"
She smiled and shrugged. "Who knows? For all you know, I could talk to her about the demise of the planet, or maybe even the probability of Professor Snape going bald. Whatever it is, I want to discuss it with her to see her opinion. So help me find her."
"Mm-hmm. And once we find the illustrious Pansy?"
"Well…you leave," Haley said simply. "But don't you fret. If you help me, I'll give you candy."
"Wow. You don't hold back, do you?" Draco mocked. Haley just smiled. "Well, we should look outside. Pansy likes to wander the grounds when she's nothing else to do."
"Sounds good." At his suggestion, Haley turned back towards her room. "Let me just grab my coat, and we'll be off."
Watching Haley retreat to her room, Draco smirked to himself. He knew full and well that Pansy despised being outdoors this time of year. In fact, he preferred the warmth of the school as well. But if it meant more time with Harry, Draco would do whatever it took, even if it meant facing the blistering cold of winter.
He quickly made his way to his room and grabbed his own coat. He threw a scarf around his neck and just as he was about to leave, he double-backed and stuffed an extra scarf in one of his pockets. He came out just in time to see Haley locking her door, her coat draped over her arm.
She smiled at him. "You ready?"
He nodded. "You sure you'll be okay with just that?"
"Yeah, sure. Why not? What's wrong with my coat?"
Draco shook his head in amusement, placing his hands in his pockets, feeling the extra scarf. "Nothing. Let's go."
--
Professor Severus Snape was world-renowned for being one of the top Potions Masters of his generation. He could pick up any potion and tell you what was in it and what it did. Despite all this, he wondered how in blazes it was a pair of seventh year, sniveling students of his that were able to create a potion as complex as this.
'Then again, they didn't exactly know what they were creating. They just stumbled upon it. I was the one who had to reproduce their creation. And I'm on the brink of creating the antidote as well.'
This seemed good enough to re-inflate his ego.
Professor Snape awoke that morning and followed his usual routine. 'Eat breakfast, check. Annoy Minerva, check. Scare a first-year… check.' He watched as the tiny Ravenclaw hurried away from Snape's path. And that's when he got the most delightful news.
Professor Spout hobbled up to the potions professor, smiling her usual smile. Then she said the four words Snape had been longing to hear: "The grubsnatches are ready."
--
"I can't believe we didn't find her! We looked everywhere!" Haley frowned.
The day had gone to waste as her search for Pansy led to no results. And to top it all off, the cold air was especially bitter that day. If Draco hadn't noticed the extra scarf he had left in his coat from before, or so he said, Haley's head might've turned to ice only to break and fall right off her neck. He was even so kind as to give the girl the one he already had on since it was, by now, warm from his body heat.
The two entered the Slytherin common room and after seeing that Pansy wasn't there either, Haley headed for her own room as Draco trailed behind. He hopped onto the girl's bed, resting his hands behind his head.
"Maybe we just missed her," he tried, trying hard to keep his smile to himself.
Haley pulled off her coat and tossed it so that it landed on the lounging Head Boy. However, she kept the scarf. It was soft. "Maybe. I'll just go look some more around the school."
"I'll go with you," Draco sat up, pushing the coat aside.
"That's okay. I mean, I've already spent the afternoon with you. I'm sure you've other things to do."
"Not really."
"Plus," she continued, "I'm kind of sick of you now."
Draco just rolled his eyes and lay back down. "Do you ever wonder if maybe what you say hurts my feelings?"
The girl pressed a finger to her lips. "Now that I think about it… not in the slightest."
Draco merely scoffed. "Some friend you are."
Haley was smiling. "All right then, Draco. I'm gonna head off."
"You really don't want me to go with you?"
"I already told you, I'm sick of you."
Again, Draco sat up, a frown plastered on his face.
And again, Haley rolled her eyes. "You know, you've been a lot less fun to tease ever since you came back from your suspension."
"Maybe it's just getting harder to tell when you're teasing."
Haley looked over at her friend. He was staring at the canopy above him, solemn. Haley sighed. She decided to halt her mission for a moment. This seemed more important right now. Without a word, she sat down next to her friend so that her back was resting against the headboard of her bed. "Would you like to share something Draco?"
"Well if you must know…" He started, still not looking at the other girl. "We don't have much time left together. I can feel it. And I said it before, I like spending time with you. But today, although we spent most of the day together, we spent the day looking for someone else. And if we found this someone, then you'd run off with her leaving me behind. And last night, even though we had that dinner together, you left me behind again and ran off with Maxwell of all people." Haley sensed the bitterness in his voice. "I just… it seems like despite how close we may seem there's always someone else you're running off to be with. So when you say some things, I think that maybe there's some underlying truth to it. That maybe you really might be sick of me and that's why you'd rather be off with those other people."
Haley frowned. Without a word, she grabbed the pillow she was resting on and hit the blonde across the face.
"Hey!"
"You sabotaged my search today, didn't you? You know, I knew there was something off about your suggestion, but I trusted your judgment!" She swung the pillow at his head.
"What? No! I would ne-" She struck him again. "Would you please-" She hit him three more times before Draco rolled off the bed and snatched the pillow from her. "Okay fine! So what?"
"This is important to me, Draco! Did you ever stop to think that maybe I wanted to run off with those other people for good reason?"
"Well what good a reason can it be that you can't share it with me?"
"I don't have to tell you everything. You certainly don't."
"But I want you to!"
"You can't always get what you want."
Draco groaned. "That's for certain."
Haley sighed and moved so that she was kneeling on the bed, facing the other boy. "Listen, Draco. For the record, I really like spending time with you. So no matter how much I make fun of you, you have nothing to worry about. In fact, me making fun of you is a sign of how comfortable I really am with you. You don't see me making fun of Crabbe or Goyle… at least not to their faces. But you know what I mean. My point is, the more I make fun of you, the happier you should be. So stop worrying about what I say when I tease you cause half of what I say is most likely just that. A tease. And furthermore, I can't share everything with you. I may want to, but I have reasons not to. And they're good reasons. So please respect my decision. If I want to share something with you, I will. In fact, you'll probably be the first to know. But you can't know everything. No one can know everything. There's no changing that."
Draco was about to say something more, but a knock on the door cut him off.
Haley hopped off the bed and opened the door. "Oh. Hello Professor."
"I need to see you in my office. Make it snappy." The Potions Master stated, coldly. He spotted the boy over the girl's shoulder and cocked an eyebrow. "Mister Malfoy."
Draco quickly straightened up, tossing the pillow aside. "Professor."
Snape sneered. "It seems I need to see you as well."
"Professor?" came Draco's confused reply.
"After I have a chat with Miss Jones, I'd like to see you in my office as well."
"Um, yes sir."
Professor Snape quickly turned and made his way back to his quarters.
Draco glanced at Haley as he made his way past her. The air seemed a little tense. "I'll see you in a bit, then."
"Yeah." She closed the door behind her. She crossed the common room to the room Snape had entered. She took a deep breath before opening the door. "Professor?"
"Close the door, Potter."
She obeyed.
"What were you doing with Mister Malfoy?"
"What? Nothing. We were just talking."
"You are aware that there is a strict rule against entertaining guests in private rooms?"
"Sir, nothing happened. As if anything would happen. He's Draco Malfoy, remember? And I'm Harry Potter. Nothing." She briefly wondered if she was simply telling him this or reminding herself of this fact.
"Anyway," the man swept towards his desk. "After a few more tests, it seems your antidote is ready."
"What? Really?" Haley hurried forward and peered into Mr. Whiskas' cage. She promptly pulled the tiny mouse out and lifted his tail. Sure enough, there was the proof that he was back to being a boy. With a grin on her face, she placed the mouse back into his home. "And he didn't change back or anything?"
"No he didn't. I gave him the potion three hours ago. The grubsnatches were the perfect age." Haley was still smiling as Professor Snape ladled some of the antidote into a vial. "Here you go, drink up."
The smile quickly vanished, as did the color in her face. "What?"
"Your antidote. It's ready. Drink it so you can leave now."
"W-wait. There's still some things I need-"
"Potter, please explain to me why exactly I'm supposed to care."
Haley gritted her teeth and exhaled deeply. "Look. I'm just saying that there are some loose strings that need to be sorted out before I can just leave. I mean, I arrived abruptly. Don't you think it'd be rather off if I left abruptly as well?"
If it could, Snape's glare would've certainly sent Haley six feet under. She never knew a lip could curl so high. Regardless, Professor Snape reached for a stopper in his desk, corked the vial, and threw it at the girl, who caught it with ease. "You have by the weekend to get out of my house. All of your little friends should be back by then. Come Monday, I'm kicking you out boy or girl."
"Yes Professor." Haley smiled in relief. "Thank you, Professor. You're the greatest Potions Master in the world, Professor. You're-"
"GO. NOW."
With a smile on her face, Haley turned to leave the room. 'I've only a few more days left to torment him…' The girl laughed to herself, but the smile quickly faded away when she looked up into the room in front of her. 'A few more days…'
"Is he in a foul mood?"
Haley turned in hearing the voice. 'Draco…' "Maybe a little bit. I have that effect on him."
"That's not surprising," Draco smiled. "What did he say?"
She looked down at her shoes, playing with the vial in her hands behind her back. "I leave…" she looked back up at her friend, "…on Monday."
The light traces of amusement quickly left his face. "Oh."
The air between the two was stale. They stood not looking at each other for a good minute or so, letting this bit of information waft through their heads.
"I, um… You should probably get in there…" Haley said, breaking the silence. "You know, before he gets mad and all."
"Yeah…" Draco nodded.
"Yeah…"
Draco headed towards the door but paused to look at the girl. "I'll respect your decisions. Even though I'd rather you talk to me… I'll respect your decisions. Just… when you do decide to tell me something, I'll be here for you. Okay?"
Slowly, she nodded. "…Thanks."
Draco offered the girl a half-smile before turning to enter the room. Haley wrapped the scarf tighter around her neck, caressing the fabric with her cheek. She squeezed the vial in her hand. 'Pansy… where are you?'
--
Haley had gone that night without finding the smaller girl. It made Haley wonder if she really needed her help in the first place. But when she caught her hands playing idly with the fringe of the scarf around her neck, the answer was yes. She wanted the exchange to be as painless as possible and that would only happen if she weren't so attached to Draco. Pansy had convinced her it was possible once. Haley had no doubt that she could do it again.
However, finding the girl was another matter. She had searched the library, the Great Hall, the astronomy tower, and the kitchens, but the girl just couldn't be found. She asked around if anyone had seen her. Some did, some didn't. The ones who did pointed her off into a different direction and by the time she got to where she was going, Pansy was nowhere to be found. It was getting to be a little frustrating.
Haley was wandering down a fourth floor corridor looking for the girl when she bumped into Seamus Finnegan.
"Sorry Seamus."
"No problems, Haley."
"You haven't seen Pansy around, have you?"
The girl in question was only ten feet away. In hearing her name, Pansy quickly ducked behind the nearest statue, hoping that Haley would just walk away.
"Pansy Parkinson?" Seamus scoffed. "What do you want with her? She's an uptight hoity-toity pureblood prat, if you ask me."
Haley scowled. "I didn't ask you, did I? I just asked if you saw her."
"Oh. Right-"
"And anyway, you hardly know her to be calling her such names. She's actually a very nice person once you get to know her. She may seem a little condescending at times, but she's just shy and defensive is all."
"All right, all right-"
"And furthermore, though you may be so quick to judge her, I've never once heard her call you a pompous air-headed buffoon even though that's what you seem like as well."
"Haley, sheesh! Sorry!" Seamus backed up. "I take it back. She's not a prat."
"Well good."
Pansy bit her lip. 'He defended me…' She peered at the two from where she was hiding. With a shake of her head, Pansy quietly made her way down the corridor and away from the others.
"Geez. Why's everyone so uptight with me lately?"
"What? What do you mean?"
"I come back today, ready to spend the day with my best mate and he blows me off!"
"Who? Dean?"
"Of course Dean! There must've been something in that juice while I was away…"
"Well something must've happened.Did he say anything to you?"
"No! He just up and left me! We were just hanging out in the Gryffindor common room when Lavender and Pavarti walk by. I commented on how nice the view was and he just up and left!"
Haley shook her head solemnly. "Please don't tell me you were talking about the girls…"
"It was a joke! I always make jokes with Dean. That's what friends are for."
Haley sighed. "Seamus, how do you feel about Dean?"
"What? What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just answer the question."
"He's my best friend. I like him-"
"Yeah, but do you like him?"
"Of course I do. I just said-"
"I mean do you like him?" She stressed the word further for effect. He seemed to understand.
"What?" Seamus furrowed his brows in confusion. "Why would you even…? I never- I don't…"
"Then just answer this," Haley continued. "Would you rather spend a day having fun with everyone you know except Dean, or would you rather spend a day just relaxing with your best friend?"
The answer was clear in Seamus' expression. He shook his head "Well, what does that matter?"
"I'm just saying, maybe you should ask him that question too. Maybe then you'll understand why he just up and left. And in the mean time if you see Pansy, please tell her that I'm looking for her."
The boy nodded.
"And Seamus," Haley added. "Cheer up. It's eerie seeing you without a grin on your face." The smile almost immediately broke out on his lips. "Much better. Oh and, sorry about the 'airhead' comment. I'm just a bit frustrated today is all."
"That's okay. I know I can be a little dense at times. Just like how you seem to prance about."
"I do not! Why does everyone say that?"
Seamus just laughed. "I'll see you around Haley."
"Yeah, yeah…"
And with that, Haley continued her search as Seamus set out on a journey of his own.
--
With no results from the previous day, Haley came up with another plan. She woke up early the next day and sat on the couch closest to where the Slytherin girls would emerge from their dorms. If Pansy came out of her room that day, Haley would catch her.
She thought of going up the stairs herself, but in previous years, when she tried going up the stairs to Hermione's room as Harry, the stairs always gave way. In fact, she and Ron had spent more than one lazy afternoon trying to see how far up they could go before the stairs gave way. Yes, those days were fun. But right now, that didn't seem like an option. If someone noticed Haley Jones sliding down the stairs, suspicions would arise and that was the last this she wanted so close to the end of the ordeal.
The plan seemed like it was going smoothly. That is until Haley got hungry. She thought she could grab a quick bite to eat, thinking that if Pansy were to show up, she'd show up at the Great Hall to eat as well. But that didn't happen. And when Haley returned to the common room, Vincent Crabbe had pointed out that he'd seen Pansy leave while Haley was away.
"Why do you want to talk to her so bad, anyway?" Blaise mused, lounging in an armchair by Haley. "You're making poor Draco jealous."
Haley rolled her eyes. "That's his problem."
Blaise swung his legs up over the armrest. "You're not the least bit concerned about how he feels? I could tell you, you know. He was chatting all about it last night."
"I could care less."
"You really are getting cold towards him, aren't you?"
"With good reason."
"Ah. Does this have anything to do with our dear Ethan Maxwell?"
"No. Well… no. Not really."
"That's a rather vague answer, don't you think?"
"No."
Blaise just tossed her a look saying 'I don't believe you.'
"I mean, what he said a few nights ago was so spot on. If I keep falling for Draco, I'll only get hurt in the end. So… I just have to stop falling for him."
"That's stupid."
"It is not! Blaise, I leave in five days. That means I'm back to my regular self, which means Draco's going to go back to hating me. If I leave the way I feel now, I don't know how I could handle that. Especially knowing how I really feel."
Blaise groaned. "That's stupid."
"It is not! You're not being very supportive, Blaise."
"That's because I don't support stupid behavior."
Haley stood. "Fine. If you see Pansy, tell her I'm looking for her."
Blaise just waved her away nonchalantly.
--
Yesterday's plan was a major fail. Haley briefly thought that maybe Pansy was avoiding her. But with what reason? She tossed that idea aside, believing herself to be paranoid. Haley decided this was it. She had four days to get over Draco Malfoy and if Pansy wasn't going to show up in front of Haley, Haley just had to show up in front of Pansy. She was going to make the girl give her some advice. That morning, while no one was looking, Haley tested the stairs. When everything seemed all right, she slowly headed up. She was expecting the ground to give way any moment now, sending her to the bottom of the staircase, but that didn't look like it was going to happen any time soon. Perhaps, it was just the body the stairs were enchanted to fend off. It made Haley feel a bit stupid. She should have tried this sooner.
She came to the door marked 'Seventh-Year' and knocked.
"Yes?" came the reply.
"Pansy, it's me, Haley. Can I come in?"
All was silent. About a minute had passed when, just as Haley was going to say something more, Pansy opened the door. "Did you need something?"
"I was hoping we could talk."
Pansy didn't respond. Instead she stood staring at the girl in front of her, eyes never wavering, but constantly questioning.
"Pansy, are you okay?" Haley asked. "I mean, I've been trying to catch you the past few days but…" she trailed.
Again, the smaller girl said nothing. But this time, after another moment of silence, Pansy stepped back and held the door open for the other Slytherin. Once Haley was inside, Pansy closed the door behind her and walked over to her bed. She picked up the book that was resting open on the foot of her bed. Haley assumed that Pansy was reading it before she interrupted the other girl.
Haley looked around the room. There were five beds positioned in a circle with canopies of green. It seemed that Pansy's roommates still hadn't returned from holiday. "Did I interrupt you?"
"Not really," Pansy replied. "This isn't for school or anything. Just a bit of light reading."
"Oh," Haley stepped forward. "So… what're you reading?"
The other girl lifted the book to show Haley the cover. "It's a book on dark artifacts. Don't look at me like that," Pansy said, referring to Haley's critical glance. "I borrowed this from Draco. There's a lot to learn about dark artifacts."
"Oh really?"
"Yes. You can learn about how to use them and how to defend yourself from them. It's not all bad, you know. In fact, over half of the things in here weren't even made for dark purposes. It was how the witch or wizard used it that made it dark."
Haley found herself very intrigued by this comment. She walked over to bed next to Pansy's and sat down. "Like what?"
"Enchanted knives of course. Used by chefs and housewives alike, they were created to help in the kitchen. You can probably figure out how else it was used."
"Wow…"
"And here. This contraption was made to help in hospitals or early prison cells for anyone who may get out of hand. By breathing in its perfume, you're ready for immobilization with the utterance of the code word. Sounds useful, no? But once they were stolen, they were used to immobilize other people. A dark wizard could just roll one of these into a room, wait about a minute or two before bursting through to paralyze his enemies. One wizarding family is pretty famous for this technique, in fact."
"Really? Which one?"
"The Mavillian family. Of course, by the time they were caught and sent to Azkaban, the dementors had taken over so they couldn't manipulate the device."
"Mavillian…" Haley thought back to her detention Professor Binns. He spoke of them. But before Haley could get too deep in her thoughts, Pansy snapped her book shut.
"What are you really doing here, Jones? I'm sure it's not to read up on artifacts."
"Oh. I just… I wanted to talk to you."
"Yes, you said that already. What about?"
Haley looked at her shoes. "Now don't get too excited about what I'm going to tell you, as I'm sure you'll probably want to be jumping for joy…" she trailed off.
"Yes? What is it?"
"I'm leaving soon." She looked back up at the other girl. "I don't know if you've heard, but… I leave in four days.
Pansy slumped back against her pillows, seemingly aware of where this was going.
"And I know we've already been through this but things didn't really turn out like I planned when Draco came back. I really wanted to think of him only as a friend like you told me to, but then he gave me the necklace and said the most perfect thing…" Haley sighed in exasperation. "I wanted to make this easier for me, but it seems I dug myself a bigger grave. I thought that perhaps it would be okay to let myself care for him while I'm still here. I thought that maybe I could be happy having the time I have now with him. But that was stupid of me. It would only serve to break my heart in the end, and I don't think I can handle that." Haley looked back up at Pansy. "I want to get over him. Please… help me get over him."
Pansy just stared at Haley, a conflict brewing in her mind. She was solemn for a moment before she broke the eye contact. "Maybe… it's okay if you love him."
This was not the response Haley had expected. "What?"
Pansy looked back at Haley, her eyes intense and stern. "You're my friend, right? Despite everything, you're my friend, right?"
"Yeah, of course. Pansy, what-"
"And despite all that's happened between us in the past, that's past right? Because now you're my friend, right?"
"Well, yeah-"
"Okay," Pansy sat back, holding up her hand, effectively silencing the other girl. She was quiet again, but she looked as if she were trying to settle something in her head. At last, she looked at Haley and crossed her arms over her chest. "Then… as a friend in return… I'm telling you now. It's okay for you to love him."
"But he's in love with someone else. You yourself said that nothing could come of it. And why would you want me to love him anyway? You still care for him, I know it. Maybe not in the same way as you once did, but you still care for him nonetheless. And if I love him, it'd be like I'm taking him away. I'd only be competition for his affections."
Pansy looked away and scoffed. "As if I could ever compete with you." She looked back at Haley. "I concede, okay? I've come to terms with knowing I can't have him. But you can. And you're right. I don't care for him the same way I once did, but that only makes it okay with me if you go after him. Knowing that it's you he's with, I'm okay with it."
"But that's the thing! I can't! He's in love with someone else!"
"Then make him see that it's you he really wants! You can do it, Jones. You have something with Draco. In a matter of weeks, you've gotten closer to him than anyone. Doesn't that mean something to you?"
"Yeah, but what if he doesn't even like me the way I like him?"
"How do you know he doesn't?"
"How do you know he does?!"
"He's happy when he's with you."
"He's happy when he's with you."
"It's not the same."
"Well either way…" Haley was shaking her head. "Pansy, I leave soon-"
"So what?"
"So what? I have another life to go back to. I can't just leave it to be with Drac-"
"Well, why not? Why does leaving here mean you can't have him there?"
"It's complicated."
"So un-complicate it."
"It's not that simple!"
"If it's such an issue with you then just leave and come back. This is your last semester in school, no? Finish what you have to in your old life and come back to start anew with Draco!"
Haley was stunned by the idea.
"If you truly care for him, nothing should stop you. Find a way to be with him."
"But… I'd be giving up my other life…"
"Then figure out what's important to you. If you find anything you can't leave behind to be with him then maybe you don't deserve him because I know if I were you, I wouldn't let anything get in my way of being with Draco."
Haley was quiet, Pansy's words echoing in her thoughts. 'Can I really give up being me, just to be with Draco?' The idea seemed preposterous. 'But…Nearly all my friends already know that I'm me… and as Haley I don't get stared at for being the Boy-Who-Lived… but I've already been through this with Ron! And I already concluded that being a girl isn't something that I want! …But being with Draco is something I do want…' Haley buried her face in her hands. 'But… I don't even know how he feels. Before I can decide anything, I have to know what he thinks first.'
Haley looked back up at Pansy. "…This isn't an easy decision…"
"What's so hard about it?"
"I need to know what he's thinking. I just… I need to know what he wants."
"Then why are you still sitting here with me?"
She let the words sink in. "Okay." Haley nodded, more to assure herself than anything else. "I'll do it. I'll talk to Draco."
Pansy sat back with a smile on her face. "Good."
Haley stood and headed towards the door. She paused. "Thanks Pansy."
"You're welcome. And, Jones," Pansy tapped her bottom lip. "I… I hope we can be friends once you go back. I… I've grown rather fond of this friendship of sorts."
Haley smiled. "Me too."
"Okay. So… when you go back and everything… I'd like to still be your friend... because, you know… you're mine."
"I'd really like that, too, Pansy. I'll see you later, okay?"
Pansy just nodded and watched as Haley exited her room. Once the door closed, Pansy smiled slightly. "…Go get him, Harry."
Author's Note/Disclaimer: I own naught Harry Potter and other related objects other than Ethan, Leir, and… well… this story. Muahahaha…
Yay. A long one! Or at least, I think it's long. And half of this chapter almost didn't exist! What's going to happen next? I don't know!! Haha. Of course I know. That'd be cruel if I didn't know. Cause that would mean you'd have to wait longer as I made stuff up as I go along. That's probably why this chapter took as long as it did cause I had to make a bunch of stuff up. Yes. P.S. Thanks for all the comments a reviews! I love you ALL. Yes.
Anyway… NEXT CHAPTER!