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Harry walked alone in the Hogwarts Halls, a few hours Ron and Hermione returned. He was early for dinner, but he needed to get away from Ron's over reactive temper for just a little while.
"This day has not gone even close to the way I planned it," Harry grumbled to himself as he replayed the day in his head. First everything was perfect. He woke up with Pansy, as usual and they had a wonderful breakfast and lunch together. Things started getting tense after that. However, they worked out a faultless plan, they were sure it would have worked flawlessly, without a blemish in sight. Then came Ron.
"Why does Ron have to be so… ill-mannered to Pansy? Yes she is a Slytherin, but…" Harry was cut off by a voice behind him.
"You see her differently, that's why," Harry shouted aloud and turned around fleetingly. It was Draco Malfoy.
"Oh, you," Harry grumbled and started walking again. Draco caught up with him and strolled beside Harry.
"Yes me. Pansy was really upset this afternoon," Draco commented coldly.
"Tell me about it. I feel terrible," Harry groaned, "If only I could explain to her that…"
"Weasley is an ass?" Draco cut in again.
"Yes… No! He…Ron isn't like that. He just…he's not,"
"You're babbling. What are you trying to tell me? Weasley is a saint, just like you?" Draco drawled and Harry scowled, "Well he's not, Potter. At least not to Slytherins. He doesn't care if we are just the same as him. He was raised to hate us. Especially me, but that's okay, I hate him too. It's Pansy I'm worried about."
"I always thought you didn't have a heart," Harry said honestly. He was quite surprised, hearing that Malfoy was actually caring for someone.
"I always thought you didn't have a brain," Draco smirked. Harry glared at him.
"Anyway, moving on. So do you really like Pansy?" Draco asked fiercely and Harry nodded.
"You won't hurt her?" he asked again, and Harry shook his head.
"Okay. I'm watching you, and if you do as much make her shed a tear, I will hunt you down and rip your insides out and then feed you to the trolls," Draco warned. Harry grimaced.
"Graphic, are we?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes. Do we have a deal?" Draco stopped in his tracks and held out his right hand. Harry stopped as well, and turned around.
"Deal." Harry shook Draco's hand and they continued walking to the Great Hall.
As Harry entered the Great Hall, whispers arose from all four student tables. Harry groaned. Never expect to keep a secret in Hogwarts. Somehow the news leaks through the walls. Of course, it doesn't help that the portraits talk as well. Harry pretended he didn't notice and went to sit down beside Ginny, Fred and George.
"So Harry, a Slytherin?" George asked as soon as Harry sat down. Ginny glared at George.
"George! Shut your trap!" Ginny had matured over the summer and the start of the term, and finally outgrew her crush on Harry. Harry was grateful that at least one Gryffindor was on his side. He smiled appreciatively at her.
"Ginny, he's not being rude, he's interested. As am I. Tell me Harry, how much money are you receiving for this one?" Fred asked. Ginny and Harry glared at him.
"None!" Harry exclaimed as he took a bite of his stuffed potato. Fred and George exchanged identical, knowing glances.
"Well, maybe he's not being paid with money dear brother, a little shag in the sack is another alternative…" George answered, smiling.
"Shut up," Harry muttered. Fred and George laughed.
"Ah, Harry my boy we're just playing with you." Fred responded happily.
"It's your choice who you go with, and if…Pansy Parkinson gets you going, well then so be it," George laughed.
"I wish Ron was as easy going as you two," Harry sighed.
"You told him? Wow, your brave," Fred replied. George nodded in agreement.
"I didn't tell him…exactly. Hermione and him walked in on us while we were kissing," Harry mumbled. Fred and Georges eyebrows rose.
"Yeah, and we were damn close to losing our lunch," Ron spoke angrily from behind him. Harry jumped up and faced his supposed best friend.
"Ron, why can't you just accept it? It's not like I'm asking you to kiss Malfoy!" Harry whispered angrily.
"Because Harry, she's a Slytherin! How can you even ask me to think about it?" Ron whispered back.
"Ron, you are my best friend. Or at least I thought you were. If you really are a good friend you would stand behind me on whatever I do. Even if this is it!" Harry spoke a little louder, livid with Ron.
"Look at it this way. You are famous Harry Potter. I'm known as your 'faithful sidekick' Ron Weasley. Everything you do, it's perfect to the public's eye. Battling You-Know-Who countless times, saving Hermione and I from danger, and being an all around good friend. Let's say your 'faithful sidekick' is saving you for once."
"I don't want to be saved from her!" Out of the corner of his eye Harry noticed Pansy leaving the Great Hall. This was Harry's chance to speak with her. "I have to go." He said and slipped past Ron. Harry sprinted out of the Hall.
"Pansy!" Harry called after her. She turned around at once, hearing her name called. She glanced around, and her eyes landed on Harry.
"Harry," she said softly as he walked up to her. He took her into his arms and embraced her.
"I'm so sorry Pansy. I can't believe how Ron acted. He just is angry, I'm so sorry," Harry whispered into her hair.
"Harry, it's okay, you couldn't have controlled his actions." Pansy pulled away from him and stared into his emerald green eyes. Harry noticed that her eyes were filled with tears.
"Oh Pans," was all Harry said. Pansy looked away, causing several tears to plummet down her cheeks. Harry brushed the tears away with his thumb, and kissed her softly on the lips. Pansy returned the kiss gratefully. After a few seconds she pulled away and rested her head against his chest. Harry pulled her closer, never wanting to have her cry again.
"I spoke with Malfoy earlier," Harry let her know. Pansy pulled away slightly and faced him with a questioning face.
"Oh?" she asked, "What about?"
"Not much. Pretty much if I hurt you, he'll chop me up and I'll be troll dinner," Harry smirked slightly. Pansy laughed, and it made Harry grinned, just to see her happy.
"Good to know that you and him have an 'agreement' for once," she laughed and rested her head against Harry again, wishing that for once, things should go their way.
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A/N Thank you LilyAyl, my ONE reviewer.
Review please.
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter names, terms and related indicia are property of Warner Brothers (. I own the plot.
Harry walked alone in the Hogwarts Halls, a few hours Ron and Hermione returned. He was early for dinner, but he needed to get away from Ron's over reactive temper for just a little while.
"This day has not gone even close to the way I planned it," Harry grumbled to himself as he replayed the day in his head. First everything was perfect. He woke up with Pansy, as usual and they had a wonderful breakfast and lunch together. Things started getting tense after that. However, they worked out a faultless plan, they were sure it would have worked flawlessly, without a blemish in sight. Then came Ron.
"Why does Ron have to be so… ill-mannered to Pansy? Yes she is a Slytherin, but…" Harry was cut off by a voice behind him.
"You see her differently, that's why," Harry shouted aloud and turned around fleetingly. It was Draco Malfoy.
"Oh, you," Harry grumbled and started walking again. Draco caught up with him and strolled beside Harry.
"Yes me. Pansy was really upset this afternoon," Draco commented coldly.
"Tell me about it. I feel terrible," Harry groaned, "If only I could explain to her that…"
"Weasley is an ass?" Draco cut in again.
"Yes… No! He…Ron isn't like that. He just…he's not,"
"You're babbling. What are you trying to tell me? Weasley is a saint, just like you?" Draco drawled and Harry scowled, "Well he's not, Potter. At least not to Slytherins. He doesn't care if we are just the same as him. He was raised to hate us. Especially me, but that's okay, I hate him too. It's Pansy I'm worried about."
"I always thought you didn't have a heart," Harry said honestly. He was quite surprised, hearing that Malfoy was actually caring for someone.
"I always thought you didn't have a brain," Draco smirked. Harry glared at him.
"Anyway, moving on. So do you really like Pansy?" Draco asked fiercely and Harry nodded.
"You won't hurt her?" he asked again, and Harry shook his head.
"Okay. I'm watching you, and if you do as much make her shed a tear, I will hunt you down and rip your insides out and then feed you to the trolls," Draco warned. Harry grimaced.
"Graphic, are we?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Yes. Do we have a deal?" Draco stopped in his tracks and held out his right hand. Harry stopped as well, and turned around.
"Deal." Harry shook Draco's hand and they continued walking to the Great Hall.
As Harry entered the Great Hall, whispers arose from all four student tables. Harry groaned. Never expect to keep a secret in Hogwarts. Somehow the news leaks through the walls. Of course, it doesn't help that the portraits talk as well. Harry pretended he didn't notice and went to sit down beside Ginny, Fred and George.
"So Harry, a Slytherin?" George asked as soon as Harry sat down. Ginny glared at George.
"George! Shut your trap!" Ginny had matured over the summer and the start of the term, and finally outgrew her crush on Harry. Harry was grateful that at least one Gryffindor was on his side. He smiled appreciatively at her.
"Ginny, he's not being rude, he's interested. As am I. Tell me Harry, how much money are you receiving for this one?" Fred asked. Ginny and Harry glared at him.
"None!" Harry exclaimed as he took a bite of his stuffed potato. Fred and George exchanged identical, knowing glances.
"Well, maybe he's not being paid with money dear brother, a little shag in the sack is another alternative…" George answered, smiling.
"Shut up," Harry muttered. Fred and George laughed.
"Ah, Harry my boy we're just playing with you." Fred responded happily.
"It's your choice who you go with, and if…Pansy Parkinson gets you going, well then so be it," George laughed.
"I wish Ron was as easy going as you two," Harry sighed.
"You told him? Wow, your brave," Fred replied. George nodded in agreement.
"I didn't tell him…exactly. Hermione and him walked in on us while we were kissing," Harry mumbled. Fred and Georges eyebrows rose.
"Yeah, and we were damn close to losing our lunch," Ron spoke angrily from behind him. Harry jumped up and faced his supposed best friend.
"Ron, why can't you just accept it? It's not like I'm asking you to kiss Malfoy!" Harry whispered angrily.
"Because Harry, she's a Slytherin! How can you even ask me to think about it?" Ron whispered back.
"Ron, you are my best friend. Or at least I thought you were. If you really are a good friend you would stand behind me on whatever I do. Even if this is it!" Harry spoke a little louder, livid with Ron.
"Look at it this way. You are famous Harry Potter. I'm known as your 'faithful sidekick' Ron Weasley. Everything you do, it's perfect to the public's eye. Battling You-Know-Who countless times, saving Hermione and I from danger, and being an all around good friend. Let's say your 'faithful sidekick' is saving you for once."
"I don't want to be saved from her!" Out of the corner of his eye Harry noticed Pansy leaving the Great Hall. This was Harry's chance to speak with her. "I have to go." He said and slipped past Ron. Harry sprinted out of the Hall.
"Pansy!" Harry called after her. She turned around at once, hearing her name called. She glanced around, and her eyes landed on Harry.
"Harry," she said softly as he walked up to her. He took her into his arms and embraced her.
"I'm so sorry Pansy. I can't believe how Ron acted. He just is angry, I'm so sorry," Harry whispered into her hair.
"Harry, it's okay, you couldn't have controlled his actions." Pansy pulled away from him and stared into his emerald green eyes. Harry noticed that her eyes were filled with tears.
"Oh Pans," was all Harry said. Pansy looked away, causing several tears to plummet down her cheeks. Harry brushed the tears away with his thumb, and kissed her softly on the lips. Pansy returned the kiss gratefully. After a few seconds she pulled away and rested her head against his chest. Harry pulled her closer, never wanting to have her cry again.
"I spoke with Malfoy earlier," Harry let her know. Pansy pulled away slightly and faced him with a questioning face.
"Oh?" she asked, "What about?"
"Not much. Pretty much if I hurt you, he'll chop me up and I'll be troll dinner," Harry smirked slightly. Pansy laughed, and it made Harry grinned, just to see her happy.
"Good to know that you and him have an 'agreement' for once," she laughed and rested her head against Harry again, wishing that for once, things should go their way.
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A/N Thank you LilyAyl, my ONE reviewer.
Review please.