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"Sirius Black?" Pansy asked, astonished. "Are you serious?"
"Well yeah. In our third year, you know how he was always breaking into the school and stuff, and he was trying to get me? Well it turns out that he was actually trying to get Ron's rat who was…"
"Peter Pettigrew. How did he know that he was here?" Pansy asked.
"Well, that summer Ron's family had won some money from the Daily Prophet, and his family's picture was in the Prophet, and Peter, was on Ron's shoulder. Sirius saw this and knew Peter was at the perfect position to kill me if Voldemort came back. So he set out to get him," Harry explained.
"Wow. Now Sirius is free. Can I meet him sometime?" she asked. Harry smiled.
"Of course."
Much to Harry's delight, Pansy stayed the night with him once again on Christmas Eve. On Christmas Day, he was awoken with a blow to his head.
"Ouch! Get off of me!" Harry yelled as his eyes popped open, and saw a blurred person straddling him, holding a big white object that he was continuously getting hit with.
"Merry Christmas, Harry! If I didn't wake you up now, you would have missed the whole day!" Pansy threw the pillow she was striking Harry with beside him and leaned over for a quick kiss. Well, Pansy meant it to be a quick kiss, but that was not Harry's intention. He held her head in place and licked her lips, and she opened her mouth willingly. Every single time they kissed, it was almost like there was something exploding in them. It was like their mouths were meant to be joined. Pansy stretched out on top of Harry, and he soon turned her over, so he was on top of her. He broke the kiss, and started trailing kisses down her neck and shoulders and back up to her mouth for a quick peck.
"Merry Christmas," Harry murmured against Pansy's cheek and kissed it. Pansy giggled.
"Was that my present?" she asked mischievously. He grinned.
"Let's just say that was the preview." He answered, kissing her again. "Now, go wait in the common room and you'll receive your present there," Harry got up and stood beside his bed and put on his glasses. He turned to Pansy, who came into sharper focus, now that his glasses were placed on his nose. She looked absolutely stunning, as usual. She was wearing a silvery, cashmere see-through v-neck sweater, with a white spaghetti strap shirt underneath, with black flares. Her hair she wore long, which was slightly tousled from their episode a few seconds before.
"See you in a bit then," Pansy smiled and softly brushed her lips against Harry's before she skipped down to the common room.
Harry pulled off his pajama pants and at that moment, he realized that he had other presents. He was so ahem…caught up with Pansy, that the other presents he received completely slipped his mind. He pulled on jeans and a shirt and sat down on the floor to open his other presents. From Hermione he received a huge book on interesting Potions. Harry smirked slightly. That's Hermione, always thinking of schoolwork. The book actually looked interesting though. He put it aside and opened the lumpy looking parcel, which was most likely the sweater from Mrs. Weasley. The sweater was navy blue and had a white stripe across the chest. He also received a large container of homemade chocolate pudding. Finally he opened Hagrid's present, which was a considerably big chunk of toffee. All the food was making his mouth water seeing that he hadn't eaten breakfast, decided to leave the toffee and pudding and go down to join his girlfriend for breakfast.
Once he reached the common room, he found Pansy sitting on the couch with a long package in her hand. As soon as she saw Harry, she smiled brightly.
"Hey," was all she said.
"Hi, what's that?" Harry asked inquiringly. Pansy laughed slightly.
"Curious are we? It's your present!" She handed the gift to Harry, who had sat down beside her and grunted a bit. It was heavier than he thought.
"Well?" Pansy paused, "Open it!"
Harry ripped off the wrapping paper to reveal a glass case. On the lid, right in the center, in neat handwriting, read Harry James Potter. Harry had seen these in Quidditch stores, but never something so extravagant, and probably so expensive.
"Wow Pansy, this is…wow!" Harry stuttered, amazed by this present.
"I'm glad you like it. This will be great to hold your Firebolt in, I noticed that you usually just shoved it into your trunk or under your bed, so I thought why not get him a case?" Pansy explained, ecstatic that he liked the broom case.
"Pansy this is so…brilliant! Where did you get such a thing, it must have been pricey," Harry asked, who was still in awe.
"My brother's friend, Jeremy Nott, his father actually makes these kind of things. I got in touch with Mr. Nott, and he gave me a pretty good deal, seeing that I'm a friend of the family or whatever. Then I got your name engraved in a little shop in Hogsmeade. Anyway, I'm glad you like it, so where is my present?" She raised her eyebrows playfully.
"Nott?" Harry asked softly, more to himself than to Pansy. Painful memories came rushing back as soon as the name left her lips. Fourth year…Triwizard Tournament…3rd Task…Cedric dying… Voldemort rising…Nott was there…
Harry didn't want to mention anything having to do with Voldemort on Christmas, but it worried Harry all the same.
"Pardon?" Pansy asked, leaning closer to catch what Harry had said. Harry's eyes flickered as he came out of his trance.
"Oh nothing, just mumbling to myself. Now, for your present. I present to you, a full day of pampering by Harry Potter. Originally, my plan was to wake up before you and serve you breakfast in bed, but that didn't go through. So how about lunch in the common room?" Harry flicked his wand and a table with food was conjured. He was going to have to buy Dobby some socks later for helping him greatly with this, but no amount of money was better than the look of Pansy right then. She looked so supremely surprised, but yet so full of love and happiness.
"Oh Harry!" She threw her arms around him, and kissed him square on the lips. That of course, led to some snogging and fondling, but soon they ate the romantic lunch and Harry presented Pansy with a little silver necklace, which had a heart that read Pansy. Back to the kissing cycle.
The rest of Christmas Day came and went, as did New Years Eve and Day. You would have thought that Harry and Pansy were joined at the hip. They were never without the other, and that is the way they liked it. However, about four days after New Years Day, they had a rude awakening, realizing that later that day, the rest of the Hogwarts students would be arriving back for the start of classes. Which also means that their little affair had to end, and they had to come out into the open, like they promised.
"Harry, what are we going to do?" Pansy asked glumly after lunch. They had been avoiding the topic all morning, and with their friends arriving in half an hour, they couldn't steer clear of the issue anymore.
"For what?" Harry asked stupidly. Pansy rolled her eyes.
"Harry! You know what I'm talking about!" Pansy groaned.
"Oh, right. I don't know. Should we tell them together or separately? Harry asked, cluing in.
"I think separately would be better. I greet Draco and my other Slytherin friends as I would normally, and you greet Ron and Hermione as you would normally. Then we can tell them, and meet each other an hour later somewhere other than our common rooms, because I'm sure we will want to get away from the fire, you know what I mean?" Pansy offered.
"Yeah, no kidding. I'm sure Ron is going to have a stroke. Hermione isn't one who is high on outbursts, but Ron will certainly make enough noise and embarrassment for the both of them. He really doesn't like Slytherins. I think Malfoy has something partially to do with it too," Harry explained.
"He'll get over it, if he's a good friend, and I know he is. We aren't all that terrible," Pansy laughed weakly. "Draco is evil to him, I won't deny that. He was brought up to hate Gryffindors, especially Weasleys. I just hope Draco won't go overboard when I tell him."
"Uh huh," Harry checked his watch, "We should go, they should be arriving soon." Harry stood up, and Pansy followed. Halfway to the common room door, Pansy stopped and grabbed Harry's arm gently. He turned around.
"Harry, just tell me everything is going to work out, please?" Pansy gazed up into Harry's emerald green eyes.
"Don't worry Pans. Everything will be okay, it'll all work out," Harry said soothingly and kissed her lightly. Once he pulled away, he noticed her eyes shined with tears. "Oh Pansy no matter what happens, I'll never, ever leave you. This past break has been the best part of my life. Don't fret my angel," Harry whispered his last sentence as Pansy pulled him closer for another kiss. This time it was deeper. Pansy and Harry's tongues met, and they melted together once again. Harry ran his hands up and down her body, as Pansy's hands got tangled in his hair. Everything was perfect, just perfect.
"HEY HARRY WE'RE BACK!" Ron yelled as him and Hermione entered the common room, expecting nothing out of the ordinary. Hermione spotted the couple first and covered her mouth with her hands, repetitively saying 'Oh my'. Ron frowned at Hermione and followed her gaze. Ron's mouth dropped.
"What the hell are you doing Harry?" Ron asked loudly, breaking Pansy and Harry apart quite efficiently.
"Oh, hi Ron, Hermione," Harry greeted his friends somewhat awkwardly.
"I asked you a question Harry. What the hell are you doing kissing Pansy?" Ron growled slightly.
"Oh well you see…" Hermione who finally spoke up caught off Harry.
"Are you two…a couple?" Hermione spoke very softly, watching Pansy instead of Harry. Pansy and Harry nodded, as though they were guilty of murder. Ron almost squealed with agony.
"A couple? Harry, are you on drugs or something? She's a Slytherin. She's slimy, putrid, nasty Pansy fucking Parkinson, and you're a couple?" Ron snarled with malice. Pansy's already watery eyes overflowed, pouring buckets of tears down her face and catching on her shirt.
"Just Pansy fucking Parkinson am I? Well in that case I'll see you later Harry," Pansy ran for the door.
"No, Pans…" Harry called after Pansy but she had already slammed the portrait and ran off.
"Harry, don't worry about her. She's nothing important. Just some slut that may have enticed your hormones over the holidays, nothing to cry over," Ron shrugged, as though he hadn't just made someone cry. Hermione glared at Ron, as she watched Harry collapse into a chair and rested his head in his hands.
"Ron, don't be such a terrible person," Hermione insulted Ron.
"Well Hermione look at all the facts before you name me the terrible person. Harry, what in god's name made you actually touch, even kiss Pansy Parkinson?" Ron asked Harry.
"I think I'm falling in love with her."
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Pansy dashed through the halls, blinded by tears. How could Ron say those awful things? She never thought that he would be so malevolent. She kept running in what she hoped was the way to her common room, when suddenly she ran right into someone.
"Oof!" Pansy exclaimed. She wiped her eyes and looked up into the face of whom she smacked into. It was Draco.
"Oh Draco, hi," Pansy whimpered slightly. Draco was staring at his best friend with a large amount of concern.
"Pansy, what's wrong? Here, come into the library and tell me," Draco led Pansy into the library, and they sat down on one of the couches.
"Now Pans, tell me what happened?" Draco asked soothingly. She was his favorite person in the world. Not romantically of course. He was mostly a player, whereas she wants something long lasting. Besides, it's would be like kissing a sibling.
"Harry Potter," she cried softly. Draco frowned.
"What did the saint do to you?" He asked, adding in an insult to Harry. Pansy shook her head.
"No Draco, he did nothing. He's so wonderful, I mean…" Pansy trailed off and Draco was taken aback.
"Wonderful? Do you have a thing for Potter?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Umm, well we are sort of a thing…since Christmas," Pansy spoke very softly that Draco actually had to lean in to hear her. His mouth dropped, just like Ron's did, but he had no intention of yelling or getting angry with his best friend. He was just shocked. Very shocked.
"Are you telling me, that you and Potter are going out? As in handholding, kissing going out?" Draco asked. Pansy nodded. "Gross!"
"Draco!" Pansy giggled slightly as she hit him on the arm. He smiled. She knew he hadn't really meant it; he was just trying to lift her spirits.
"Anyway, I have a feeling we're off track here," Draco said, Pansy nodded.
"Somewhat. Anyway, we were planning on telling you, Ron and Hermione today, and I guess others, but we were going to meet you down at the train station and do it all separately, just to make it simpler. Though, somehow Ron and Hermione must have arrived early and came up to the Gryffindor common room and found Harry and I…kissing," Pansy explained.
"Oh, and Weasley had a fit didn't he?" Draco guessed.
"Yeah, sort of, and he called me these rude names which just made me break down crying and I ran out of there and then you found me," Pansy finished, tears trickling down her face.
"Oh Pans, no wonder your upset. Do you want me to do anything? I'll kick his ass!" Draco asked, hoping he'd have a reason to fight Weasley. Although Pansy shook her head.
"No Draco, I don't need you and Ron killing each other. I just want to be with Harry. Don't make that face!" Pansy pushed Draco as he made a face that looked as though he just was force fed gruel.
"Just kidding Pansy, I'm sorry," Draco laughed slightly as he hugged his best friend, who was almost like a sister to him.
"What am I going to do Draco?" she asked him, "What am I going to do?"
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"Sirius Black?" Pansy asked, astonished. "Are you serious?"
"Well yeah. In our third year, you know how he was always breaking into the school and stuff, and he was trying to get me? Well it turns out that he was actually trying to get Ron's rat who was…"
"Peter Pettigrew. How did he know that he was here?" Pansy asked.
"Well, that summer Ron's family had won some money from the Daily Prophet, and his family's picture was in the Prophet, and Peter, was on Ron's shoulder. Sirius saw this and knew Peter was at the perfect position to kill me if Voldemort came back. So he set out to get him," Harry explained.
"Wow. Now Sirius is free. Can I meet him sometime?" she asked. Harry smiled.
"Of course."
Much to Harry's delight, Pansy stayed the night with him once again on Christmas Eve. On Christmas Day, he was awoken with a blow to his head.
"Ouch! Get off of me!" Harry yelled as his eyes popped open, and saw a blurred person straddling him, holding a big white object that he was continuously getting hit with.
"Merry Christmas, Harry! If I didn't wake you up now, you would have missed the whole day!" Pansy threw the pillow she was striking Harry with beside him and leaned over for a quick kiss. Well, Pansy meant it to be a quick kiss, but that was not Harry's intention. He held her head in place and licked her lips, and she opened her mouth willingly. Every single time they kissed, it was almost like there was something exploding in them. It was like their mouths were meant to be joined. Pansy stretched out on top of Harry, and he soon turned her over, so he was on top of her. He broke the kiss, and started trailing kisses down her neck and shoulders and back up to her mouth for a quick peck.
"Merry Christmas," Harry murmured against Pansy's cheek and kissed it. Pansy giggled.
"Was that my present?" she asked mischievously. He grinned.
"Let's just say that was the preview." He answered, kissing her again. "Now, go wait in the common room and you'll receive your present there," Harry got up and stood beside his bed and put on his glasses. He turned to Pansy, who came into sharper focus, now that his glasses were placed on his nose. She looked absolutely stunning, as usual. She was wearing a silvery, cashmere see-through v-neck sweater, with a white spaghetti strap shirt underneath, with black flares. Her hair she wore long, which was slightly tousled from their episode a few seconds before.
"See you in a bit then," Pansy smiled and softly brushed her lips against Harry's before she skipped down to the common room.
Harry pulled off his pajama pants and at that moment, he realized that he had other presents. He was so ahem…caught up with Pansy, that the other presents he received completely slipped his mind. He pulled on jeans and a shirt and sat down on the floor to open his other presents. From Hermione he received a huge book on interesting Potions. Harry smirked slightly. That's Hermione, always thinking of schoolwork. The book actually looked interesting though. He put it aside and opened the lumpy looking parcel, which was most likely the sweater from Mrs. Weasley. The sweater was navy blue and had a white stripe across the chest. He also received a large container of homemade chocolate pudding. Finally he opened Hagrid's present, which was a considerably big chunk of toffee. All the food was making his mouth water seeing that he hadn't eaten breakfast, decided to leave the toffee and pudding and go down to join his girlfriend for breakfast.
Once he reached the common room, he found Pansy sitting on the couch with a long package in her hand. As soon as she saw Harry, she smiled brightly.
"Hey," was all she said.
"Hi, what's that?" Harry asked inquiringly. Pansy laughed slightly.
"Curious are we? It's your present!" She handed the gift to Harry, who had sat down beside her and grunted a bit. It was heavier than he thought.
"Well?" Pansy paused, "Open it!"
Harry ripped off the wrapping paper to reveal a glass case. On the lid, right in the center, in neat handwriting, read Harry James Potter. Harry had seen these in Quidditch stores, but never something so extravagant, and probably so expensive.
"Wow Pansy, this is…wow!" Harry stuttered, amazed by this present.
"I'm glad you like it. This will be great to hold your Firebolt in, I noticed that you usually just shoved it into your trunk or under your bed, so I thought why not get him a case?" Pansy explained, ecstatic that he liked the broom case.
"Pansy this is so…brilliant! Where did you get such a thing, it must have been pricey," Harry asked, who was still in awe.
"My brother's friend, Jeremy Nott, his father actually makes these kind of things. I got in touch with Mr. Nott, and he gave me a pretty good deal, seeing that I'm a friend of the family or whatever. Then I got your name engraved in a little shop in Hogsmeade. Anyway, I'm glad you like it, so where is my present?" She raised her eyebrows playfully.
"Nott?" Harry asked softly, more to himself than to Pansy. Painful memories came rushing back as soon as the name left her lips. Fourth year…Triwizard Tournament…3rd Task…Cedric dying… Voldemort rising…Nott was there…
Harry didn't want to mention anything having to do with Voldemort on Christmas, but it worried Harry all the same.
"Pardon?" Pansy asked, leaning closer to catch what Harry had said. Harry's eyes flickered as he came out of his trance.
"Oh nothing, just mumbling to myself. Now, for your present. I present to you, a full day of pampering by Harry Potter. Originally, my plan was to wake up before you and serve you breakfast in bed, but that didn't go through. So how about lunch in the common room?" Harry flicked his wand and a table with food was conjured. He was going to have to buy Dobby some socks later for helping him greatly with this, but no amount of money was better than the look of Pansy right then. She looked so supremely surprised, but yet so full of love and happiness.
"Oh Harry!" She threw her arms around him, and kissed him square on the lips. That of course, led to some snogging and fondling, but soon they ate the romantic lunch and Harry presented Pansy with a little silver necklace, which had a heart that read Pansy. Back to the kissing cycle.
The rest of Christmas Day came and went, as did New Years Eve and Day. You would have thought that Harry and Pansy were joined at the hip. They were never without the other, and that is the way they liked it. However, about four days after New Years Day, they had a rude awakening, realizing that later that day, the rest of the Hogwarts students would be arriving back for the start of classes. Which also means that their little affair had to end, and they had to come out into the open, like they promised.
"Harry, what are we going to do?" Pansy asked glumly after lunch. They had been avoiding the topic all morning, and with their friends arriving in half an hour, they couldn't steer clear of the issue anymore.
"For what?" Harry asked stupidly. Pansy rolled her eyes.
"Harry! You know what I'm talking about!" Pansy groaned.
"Oh, right. I don't know. Should we tell them together or separately? Harry asked, cluing in.
"I think separately would be better. I greet Draco and my other Slytherin friends as I would normally, and you greet Ron and Hermione as you would normally. Then we can tell them, and meet each other an hour later somewhere other than our common rooms, because I'm sure we will want to get away from the fire, you know what I mean?" Pansy offered.
"Yeah, no kidding. I'm sure Ron is going to have a stroke. Hermione isn't one who is high on outbursts, but Ron will certainly make enough noise and embarrassment for the both of them. He really doesn't like Slytherins. I think Malfoy has something partially to do with it too," Harry explained.
"He'll get over it, if he's a good friend, and I know he is. We aren't all that terrible," Pansy laughed weakly. "Draco is evil to him, I won't deny that. He was brought up to hate Gryffindors, especially Weasleys. I just hope Draco won't go overboard when I tell him."
"Uh huh," Harry checked his watch, "We should go, they should be arriving soon." Harry stood up, and Pansy followed. Halfway to the common room door, Pansy stopped and grabbed Harry's arm gently. He turned around.
"Harry, just tell me everything is going to work out, please?" Pansy gazed up into Harry's emerald green eyes.
"Don't worry Pans. Everything will be okay, it'll all work out," Harry said soothingly and kissed her lightly. Once he pulled away, he noticed her eyes shined with tears. "Oh Pansy no matter what happens, I'll never, ever leave you. This past break has been the best part of my life. Don't fret my angel," Harry whispered his last sentence as Pansy pulled him closer for another kiss. This time it was deeper. Pansy and Harry's tongues met, and they melted together once again. Harry ran his hands up and down her body, as Pansy's hands got tangled in his hair. Everything was perfect, just perfect.
"HEY HARRY WE'RE BACK!" Ron yelled as him and Hermione entered the common room, expecting nothing out of the ordinary. Hermione spotted the couple first and covered her mouth with her hands, repetitively saying 'Oh my'. Ron frowned at Hermione and followed her gaze. Ron's mouth dropped.
"What the hell are you doing Harry?" Ron asked loudly, breaking Pansy and Harry apart quite efficiently.
"Oh, hi Ron, Hermione," Harry greeted his friends somewhat awkwardly.
"I asked you a question Harry. What the hell are you doing kissing Pansy?" Ron growled slightly.
"Oh well you see…" Hermione who finally spoke up caught off Harry.
"Are you two…a couple?" Hermione spoke very softly, watching Pansy instead of Harry. Pansy and Harry nodded, as though they were guilty of murder. Ron almost squealed with agony.
"A couple? Harry, are you on drugs or something? She's a Slytherin. She's slimy, putrid, nasty Pansy fucking Parkinson, and you're a couple?" Ron snarled with malice. Pansy's already watery eyes overflowed, pouring buckets of tears down her face and catching on her shirt.
"Just Pansy fucking Parkinson am I? Well in that case I'll see you later Harry," Pansy ran for the door.
"No, Pans…" Harry called after Pansy but she had already slammed the portrait and ran off.
"Harry, don't worry about her. She's nothing important. Just some slut that may have enticed your hormones over the holidays, nothing to cry over," Ron shrugged, as though he hadn't just made someone cry. Hermione glared at Ron, as she watched Harry collapse into a chair and rested his head in his hands.
"Ron, don't be such a terrible person," Hermione insulted Ron.
"Well Hermione look at all the facts before you name me the terrible person. Harry, what in god's name made you actually touch, even kiss Pansy Parkinson?" Ron asked Harry.
"I think I'm falling in love with her."
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Pansy dashed through the halls, blinded by tears. How could Ron say those awful things? She never thought that he would be so malevolent. She kept running in what she hoped was the way to her common room, when suddenly she ran right into someone.
"Oof!" Pansy exclaimed. She wiped her eyes and looked up into the face of whom she smacked into. It was Draco.
"Oh Draco, hi," Pansy whimpered slightly. Draco was staring at his best friend with a large amount of concern.
"Pansy, what's wrong? Here, come into the library and tell me," Draco led Pansy into the library, and they sat down on one of the couches.
"Now Pans, tell me what happened?" Draco asked soothingly. She was his favorite person in the world. Not romantically of course. He was mostly a player, whereas she wants something long lasting. Besides, it's would be like kissing a sibling.
"Harry Potter," she cried softly. Draco frowned.
"What did the saint do to you?" He asked, adding in an insult to Harry. Pansy shook her head.
"No Draco, he did nothing. He's so wonderful, I mean…" Pansy trailed off and Draco was taken aback.
"Wonderful? Do you have a thing for Potter?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Umm, well we are sort of a thing…since Christmas," Pansy spoke very softly that Draco actually had to lean in to hear her. His mouth dropped, just like Ron's did, but he had no intention of yelling or getting angry with his best friend. He was just shocked. Very shocked.
"Are you telling me, that you and Potter are going out? As in handholding, kissing going out?" Draco asked. Pansy nodded. "Gross!"
"Draco!" Pansy giggled slightly as she hit him on the arm. He smiled. She knew he hadn't really meant it; he was just trying to lift her spirits.
"Anyway, I have a feeling we're off track here," Draco said, Pansy nodded.
"Somewhat. Anyway, we were planning on telling you, Ron and Hermione today, and I guess others, but we were going to meet you down at the train station and do it all separately, just to make it simpler. Though, somehow Ron and Hermione must have arrived early and came up to the Gryffindor common room and found Harry and I…kissing," Pansy explained.
"Oh, and Weasley had a fit didn't he?" Draco guessed.
"Yeah, sort of, and he called me these rude names which just made me break down crying and I ran out of there and then you found me," Pansy finished, tears trickling down her face.
"Oh Pans, no wonder your upset. Do you want me to do anything? I'll kick his ass!" Draco asked, hoping he'd have a reason to fight Weasley. Although Pansy shook her head.
"No Draco, I don't need you and Ron killing each other. I just want to be with Harry. Don't make that face!" Pansy pushed Draco as he made a face that looked as though he just was force fed gruel.
"Just kidding Pansy, I'm sorry," Draco laughed slightly as he hugged his best friend, who was almost like a sister to him.
"What am I going to do Draco?" she asked him, "What am I going to do?"
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A/N So…do you all like it? I hope so! Well thanks to all my reviewers, find your name here (It won't be hard seeing how there's THREE!)
Hi girl: Thanks for the kind words!
Hpangel: Thanks for reviewing Jenny. There are hardly any Harry/Pansy fics out there, so it makes it fun and interesting to write, and no one can say that your fic is overdone!!
Professor Authordude: Thank you for reviewing! I am a meanie ha ha ha ha! Review again!
Review please