Title: Devil's Snare
Author: smolder
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Angel the Series belongs to Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling.
A/N: These drabbles won't always be in strict chronological order.
A/N 2: Some of these drabbles will be about people surrounding Winifred's life or who will come into her life at a later date.
A/N 3: Reviews are Good. This has been a subtle hint from the author - Please return to your regularly scheduled reading.
When she had the idea, it was just an idea. Pansy hadn't realized that it would be work. Hard work.
Hard work that she would love.
First came choosing an empty building right on the corner where Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley came together. Where respectable met….something a bit darker, a bit less respectable.
It suited her sensibilities quiet well.
Then she traveled a while for inspiration. She kept her eyes open and figured out exactly what she liked – not just what she was supposed to like. Magical. Muggle. It didn't matter to her, once she laid eyes on it and it called to her, it was hers.
Sleek, dark, sexy – Viperidae.
So she met with sellers and made contacts all over the world. And doing this on her own. For herself - it, it felt freeing.
The snag in her wonderful plan came when she brought all of her lovely, wicked purchases back to her clean but empty shop and realized that she had no idea how to sell them.
Marketing. That was a problem.
Pansy had never been good at making people like her. Slytherins either insulted or sucked up to you depending on if they needed something. It was their way. Did she even know anyone (that would still talk to her) that was good at projecting an image, good at making people do what they wanted them to without them knowing it?
Oh! Oh, why hadn't she thought of that before? It was so horribly perfect. Pansy smiled devilishly.
She hoped that Narcissa was in the mood for a new "hobby".