This is a serious chapter. Pansy gets weepy and serious, but it's all
leading up to all the good things in life.........................
*Kissy*
~*~
Snape and Mitch walked into the backroom where a few of the employees were straggling around. Harry had resumed his position his position on the couch observing the people around them.
Mitch followed Severus to his office. Harry watched him sweat.
"Sev, I'm going to Gringotts so why don't you give me last night's deposit. I wanna make sure it gets there this time."
"Iiiiitttt's ok," Snape stumbled a bit walking into his office. 'Shit,' he thought. "I'll take care of it!"
Mitch looked at him curiously, but dismissed Snape's enthusiasm. "No, no, you're a busy man, let me."
"I said I'll handle it."
Harry sensed Snape's fear and apprehension. He got up from the couch and grabbed Warren by his collar. He literally dragged the boy across the room. He got right in front of Mitchell Fudge and smiled.
"Mitchell, Mitch, Mitch, Mitch. Have you met Warren?"
Mitch looked at the young boy and shook his head. "Who're you?" he said looking at Harry.
Harry promptly lifted up his hair and showed off his scar. Mitchell's smirk disappeared once he realized who he was being so curt to.
"Harry, I work here." Harry looked behind Mitch to Snape and looked at him. He motioned him with a free hand that was not in Mitch's view to the money sacks, then he pointed to the back entrance.
Now, while Harry was busy talking up Mitchell Fudge, Snape took that opportunity to fill up money sacks with various pebbles and stones that lined the back of the store.....
"Like I was saying, MITCH, have you met Warren? Because I, I wanted to talk to you about Warren."
Mitch looked a bit confused, but he was very much in shock that he had been rude to the boy-who-saved-his-dad's-ass-and-the-rest-of-the-world, that he just stood there.
"You see, young Warren came into the store today and put on a little demonstration for all the store employees. Very motivational. It was inspiring actually. And gosh, he made quite an impression on everyone!"
"Im intrigued, I'm spellbound Mr. Potter."
Snape came in the back entrance and thrust several heavy money sacks into Fudge's hands.
Mitch looked at the bags and smiled. He patted Snape on the back and did a lightening spell on the heavy sacks. "Now, that wasn't so hard, was it? Thank you."
Mitch turned his back, which gave Warren the opportunity to flick Mitch off.
Harry slapped Warren's hand. "Stop that." He dragged the klepto-kid back to the couch and went back to staring off into space.
~*~
Lee had been looking for Pansy since he got to the store. He found her towards the back doing some inventory.
He came up behind her and gave her a little shove. She turned around and her face darkened.
"I like your hair....um........Are you ok?"
"Why do you care? You dind;t care last night."
Pansy stood there staring at Lee with tears in her eyes. Last night they went on one of their usually walks around the castle. A few sixth years began to follow them and taunt Pansy. One girl who had at one point worshipped Pansy and her trendy clothes, now made fun of the fact that all Pansy wore were punk-rock shirts, had multiple piercings, and several tattoos. She went from being the most popular girl at Hogwarts, then her popularity dwindled down to just her house.
The girl shoved Pansy against a wall and literally spat in her face and called her poor little death-eater. And then went on to say it was a pity that Harry Potter spared her life, because the rest of the school wouldn't have minded her dead, and that she was no longer the most wanted girl, that title was given to Hermione Granger.
The whole time, Lee just stood there. The girls left and said good bye to him as he never witnesses anything. He tried to comfort Pansy, but he had stepped in too late.
Lee looked at her and walked up to face here. "Yes I did."
"Look, this," said Pansy, brandishing her wrist," isn't about you, ok? I got back to my dorm last night and I thought about everything that had happened. And then I thought about everything that had happened the night before that and the week before that, and the year before that. And, er, the only thing tha was different was that there was something else that was making me feel shitty."
"I'm trying to say I'm sorry Pans."
I just said this wasn't about you." Pansy slumped up against a wall and slid down till she was a crying crumpled heap on the floor. She looked up at Lee. "Look, you dind;t do anything wrong-I'm screwed up ok? Last night, Cameron was right, she was right. I was used to her getting to me like that, you had no idea she did this and that was the first time you witnessed it. Look, she's right, I really don't deserve anything good because I never gave anything good back."
Lee sat down next to her and lifted her chin so she was looking right at him, "We're all screwed up."
Pansy jumped up and picked up her quill and parchment. "Don't touch me right now. I just want you to get up and I want you to walk away."
And he did.
~*~
Up on the roof, Draco was pacing back a forth. He HAD to tell Hermione how he felt about her TODAY.
'Hermione, I've gotta tell you something. It's about how I feel about you. I....I, er, I really, really, really....oh merlin. You know that feeling you get when you get out of a hot bath and you just feel really refreshed and nice? Well, you make me feel like- -you make me feel like a bath? Ugh, no, no, that sounds bloody awful! OK, you're like, vanilla ice cream- - French vanilla ice cream- - yeah.........'
*Kissy*
~*~
Snape and Mitch walked into the backroom where a few of the employees were straggling around. Harry had resumed his position his position on the couch observing the people around them.
Mitch followed Severus to his office. Harry watched him sweat.
"Sev, I'm going to Gringotts so why don't you give me last night's deposit. I wanna make sure it gets there this time."
"Iiiiitttt's ok," Snape stumbled a bit walking into his office. 'Shit,' he thought. "I'll take care of it!"
Mitch looked at him curiously, but dismissed Snape's enthusiasm. "No, no, you're a busy man, let me."
"I said I'll handle it."
Harry sensed Snape's fear and apprehension. He got up from the couch and grabbed Warren by his collar. He literally dragged the boy across the room. He got right in front of Mitchell Fudge and smiled.
"Mitchell, Mitch, Mitch, Mitch. Have you met Warren?"
Mitch looked at the young boy and shook his head. "Who're you?" he said looking at Harry.
Harry promptly lifted up his hair and showed off his scar. Mitchell's smirk disappeared once he realized who he was being so curt to.
"Harry, I work here." Harry looked behind Mitch to Snape and looked at him. He motioned him with a free hand that was not in Mitch's view to the money sacks, then he pointed to the back entrance.
Now, while Harry was busy talking up Mitchell Fudge, Snape took that opportunity to fill up money sacks with various pebbles and stones that lined the back of the store.....
"Like I was saying, MITCH, have you met Warren? Because I, I wanted to talk to you about Warren."
Mitch looked a bit confused, but he was very much in shock that he had been rude to the boy-who-saved-his-dad's-ass-and-the-rest-of-the-world, that he just stood there.
"You see, young Warren came into the store today and put on a little demonstration for all the store employees. Very motivational. It was inspiring actually. And gosh, he made quite an impression on everyone!"
"Im intrigued, I'm spellbound Mr. Potter."
Snape came in the back entrance and thrust several heavy money sacks into Fudge's hands.
Mitch looked at the bags and smiled. He patted Snape on the back and did a lightening spell on the heavy sacks. "Now, that wasn't so hard, was it? Thank you."
Mitch turned his back, which gave Warren the opportunity to flick Mitch off.
Harry slapped Warren's hand. "Stop that." He dragged the klepto-kid back to the couch and went back to staring off into space.
~*~
Lee had been looking for Pansy since he got to the store. He found her towards the back doing some inventory.
He came up behind her and gave her a little shove. She turned around and her face darkened.
"I like your hair....um........Are you ok?"
"Why do you care? You dind;t care last night."
Pansy stood there staring at Lee with tears in her eyes. Last night they went on one of their usually walks around the castle. A few sixth years began to follow them and taunt Pansy. One girl who had at one point worshipped Pansy and her trendy clothes, now made fun of the fact that all Pansy wore were punk-rock shirts, had multiple piercings, and several tattoos. She went from being the most popular girl at Hogwarts, then her popularity dwindled down to just her house.
The girl shoved Pansy against a wall and literally spat in her face and called her poor little death-eater. And then went on to say it was a pity that Harry Potter spared her life, because the rest of the school wouldn't have minded her dead, and that she was no longer the most wanted girl, that title was given to Hermione Granger.
The whole time, Lee just stood there. The girls left and said good bye to him as he never witnesses anything. He tried to comfort Pansy, but he had stepped in too late.
Lee looked at her and walked up to face here. "Yes I did."
"Look, this," said Pansy, brandishing her wrist," isn't about you, ok? I got back to my dorm last night and I thought about everything that had happened. And then I thought about everything that had happened the night before that and the week before that, and the year before that. And, er, the only thing tha was different was that there was something else that was making me feel shitty."
"I'm trying to say I'm sorry Pans."
I just said this wasn't about you." Pansy slumped up against a wall and slid down till she was a crying crumpled heap on the floor. She looked up at Lee. "Look, you dind;t do anything wrong-I'm screwed up ok? Last night, Cameron was right, she was right. I was used to her getting to me like that, you had no idea she did this and that was the first time you witnessed it. Look, she's right, I really don't deserve anything good because I never gave anything good back."
Lee sat down next to her and lifted her chin so she was looking right at him, "We're all screwed up."
Pansy jumped up and picked up her quill and parchment. "Don't touch me right now. I just want you to get up and I want you to walk away."
And he did.
~*~
Up on the roof, Draco was pacing back a forth. He HAD to tell Hermione how he felt about her TODAY.
'Hermione, I've gotta tell you something. It's about how I feel about you. I....I, er, I really, really, really....oh merlin. You know that feeling you get when you get out of a hot bath and you just feel really refreshed and nice? Well, you make me feel like- -you make me feel like a bath? Ugh, no, no, that sounds bloody awful! OK, you're like, vanilla ice cream- - French vanilla ice cream- - yeah.........'