III. The Idea
(Later, in the Slytherin common room.)
"Dammit! Why can't I just shut my mouth for a mere second?!" Draco scolded himself as he walk back and forth in front of the fireplace. 'Now, the whole school probably knows. Knowing those two nut-heads, they'll probably spill out the whole thing about Ginny.'
After a while, someone answered Draco's question. "Actually, there's a simple explanation about you not being able to shut your mouth. Its simple- you, are pissed off." Came the familiar voice of a girl.
At once Draco turned around, and saw Pansy standing at the foot of the stairs leading towards the dormitories. She was standing there with her arms crossed and a smirk plastered on her haughty face.
Yes, it is none other than Pansy Parkinson. She is probably the only real friend Draco has ever had. They've been friends since they were six. There friendship all began because of this supposed arrangement for them to get married, but unfortunately (although they both don't consider it as a misfortune), it was canceled. According to their parents, having one kid who's quite rebellious is enough, and having the two of them together means a direct ticket to an eternity of madness. .They said that it'll just drive them all wild.
Snapping back into reality, Draco then asked, "What do you want?" Then within a fraction of a second, Pansy's answer came. "Nothing really. Just wanted to know what's up with you..Come on Draco. We've been friends for hell-I- don't-know-years. I know you. What's wrong? Lucius?" "No." shrugged Draco. "Then, what? A girl? A student?.Potter? C'mon Draco, am I getting any closer?" Pansy pressed. "Shut up, Pansy." Draco snapped. "Or maybe it's your mum. After all, aren't you two been having a little trouble with each other?" continued Pansy as she herself ignored Draco's comment. "Sod off, Pansy." Draco retorted. "Stubborn aren't you" taunted Pansy "You know what? You look cute when you're really getting mad." "I said, SHUT UP, Pansy. Don't you bloody understand?!" Draco cried out. "Alright then, be that way!" Pansy said with much disdain. Then, she turned her heels and was about to go back up the stairs when she turned around and said, "I'll be at my room. If ever you want to talk to me again, which I thoroughly doubt, just owl me." With that, she turned her heels and climbed the long flight of stairs.
Seeing that Pansy has left the room, Draco sat on one of the couches and looked at the fire. He then was once again lost in his own thoughts. 'Ginny.'. After a few moments, it clicked.
"That's it! Pansy, wait up!"
He then ran after Pansy. Finally, he caught up with her, and asked her, "Pansy, what did you just say?" "What?" Pansy asked in utter confusion. "You know.before climbing the stairs. You were saying something. What was it? The one you were saying?" "I'll be at my room?" Pansy said, annoyed of the thought that a while ago, Draco wasn't listening to her. "No, not that one. After that." He pressed.
Pansy then gave it a thought and said, "If ever you want to talk to me again, which I thoroughly doubt." "Yes?" Urged Draco. "Owl me?" "That's it! Pansy, you're a genius!" Draco exclaimed. "What? Draco, what's going on?" "Pansy that's it." Draco continued, looking quite identical to a madman. "What's it?" Pansy asked. "Owl her!" "Owl, who? Draco, you're not making any sense here. I can't understand a single word you're saying." Explained Pansy.
Draco then calmed down a bit and held Pansy by the arms. He then said, "Pansy, don't you get it? I'll owl her and ask her to be my friend. That way I'll be able to get closer to her, to be able to help her. You know? A friend. Thank you so much, Pansy. I owe you one." Draco then place his hands down, and began to run pass Pansy towards his own dormitory. "Wait a minute. Owe me? But what did I do?" asked Pansy.
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Author's Note: Okay, I'll be leaving you with this chapter. I hope you enjoyed reading it even if it sucks a lot.:) Please, do review. Tell me if you like my story or not, whether you think it's worth reading or not, or whether is it good or does it suck. I'm not confident with my lame writing skill, so I guess I'll be needing all the help I can get from you guys. Anyways, Merly, this is for you. Merry Christmas, and I'm really, really sorry if ever my story sucks a lot. So, guess that's it, Bye!
*sigh* "Man, how do I get to pass Grammar with this lame writing skills?" 'And come to think of it, I keep on making the same old mistake -- comma splice.' *Nepherei then looks over the clock* "Oh no! it's an hour and thirty- nine, no, thirty-eight minutes before the midnight mass for Christmas Eve! Nyways, Bye guys!" she said as she hurriedly saves the story.(Hehehe.just a little something to leave you guys with since this is my shortest chapter, I think. -Nepherei :P)
(Later, in the Slytherin common room.)
"Dammit! Why can't I just shut my mouth for a mere second?!" Draco scolded himself as he walk back and forth in front of the fireplace. 'Now, the whole school probably knows. Knowing those two nut-heads, they'll probably spill out the whole thing about Ginny.'
After a while, someone answered Draco's question. "Actually, there's a simple explanation about you not being able to shut your mouth. Its simple- you, are pissed off." Came the familiar voice of a girl.
At once Draco turned around, and saw Pansy standing at the foot of the stairs leading towards the dormitories. She was standing there with her arms crossed and a smirk plastered on her haughty face.
Yes, it is none other than Pansy Parkinson. She is probably the only real friend Draco has ever had. They've been friends since they were six. There friendship all began because of this supposed arrangement for them to get married, but unfortunately (although they both don't consider it as a misfortune), it was canceled. According to their parents, having one kid who's quite rebellious is enough, and having the two of them together means a direct ticket to an eternity of madness. .They said that it'll just drive them all wild.
Snapping back into reality, Draco then asked, "What do you want?" Then within a fraction of a second, Pansy's answer came. "Nothing really. Just wanted to know what's up with you..Come on Draco. We've been friends for hell-I- don't-know-years. I know you. What's wrong? Lucius?" "No." shrugged Draco. "Then, what? A girl? A student?.Potter? C'mon Draco, am I getting any closer?" Pansy pressed. "Shut up, Pansy." Draco snapped. "Or maybe it's your mum. After all, aren't you two been having a little trouble with each other?" continued Pansy as she herself ignored Draco's comment. "Sod off, Pansy." Draco retorted. "Stubborn aren't you" taunted Pansy "You know what? You look cute when you're really getting mad." "I said, SHUT UP, Pansy. Don't you bloody understand?!" Draco cried out. "Alright then, be that way!" Pansy said with much disdain. Then, she turned her heels and was about to go back up the stairs when she turned around and said, "I'll be at my room. If ever you want to talk to me again, which I thoroughly doubt, just owl me." With that, she turned her heels and climbed the long flight of stairs.
Seeing that Pansy has left the room, Draco sat on one of the couches and looked at the fire. He then was once again lost in his own thoughts. 'Ginny.'. After a few moments, it clicked.
"That's it! Pansy, wait up!"
He then ran after Pansy. Finally, he caught up with her, and asked her, "Pansy, what did you just say?" "What?" Pansy asked in utter confusion. "You know.before climbing the stairs. You were saying something. What was it? The one you were saying?" "I'll be at my room?" Pansy said, annoyed of the thought that a while ago, Draco wasn't listening to her. "No, not that one. After that." He pressed.
Pansy then gave it a thought and said, "If ever you want to talk to me again, which I thoroughly doubt." "Yes?" Urged Draco. "Owl me?" "That's it! Pansy, you're a genius!" Draco exclaimed. "What? Draco, what's going on?" "Pansy that's it." Draco continued, looking quite identical to a madman. "What's it?" Pansy asked. "Owl her!" "Owl, who? Draco, you're not making any sense here. I can't understand a single word you're saying." Explained Pansy.
Draco then calmed down a bit and held Pansy by the arms. He then said, "Pansy, don't you get it? I'll owl her and ask her to be my friend. That way I'll be able to get closer to her, to be able to help her. You know? A friend. Thank you so much, Pansy. I owe you one." Draco then place his hands down, and began to run pass Pansy towards his own dormitory. "Wait a minute. Owe me? But what did I do?" asked Pansy.
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Author's Note: Okay, I'll be leaving you with this chapter. I hope you enjoyed reading it even if it sucks a lot.:) Please, do review. Tell me if you like my story or not, whether you think it's worth reading or not, or whether is it good or does it suck. I'm not confident with my lame writing skill, so I guess I'll be needing all the help I can get from you guys. Anyways, Merly, this is for you. Merry Christmas, and I'm really, really sorry if ever my story sucks a lot. So, guess that's it, Bye!
*sigh* "Man, how do I get to pass Grammar with this lame writing skills?" 'And come to think of it, I keep on making the same old mistake -- comma splice.' *Nepherei then looks over the clock* "Oh no! it's an hour and thirty- nine, no, thirty-eight minutes before the midnight mass for Christmas Eve! Nyways, Bye guys!" she said as she hurriedly saves the story.(Hehehe.just a little something to leave you guys with since this is my shortest chapter, I think. -Nepherei :P)