Chapter 4:
Pansy made every attempt to stay away from Harry the next day. She skipped breakfast, picked the farthest seats away from him as she could in class, and took different routes in the hallways. By dinner time she was exhausted and knew that Celeste was not going to let her get away with keeping a secret. She had known something had happened with Pansy right when she saw her after the *pansy shivered* kiss.
Now Pansy sat mutilating her potato, Celeste plaguing her until by asking what had happened. Draco sat across from her, glaring daggers.
"Oh go look at something you find interesting. Try down for instance. Apparently whatever's down there you take great pride in. I don't think I've ever met someone with such a bloated ego." Pansy took her chalice of juice and flung it on him, splashing the better part of his front. Draco shot up, knocking over a few plates. His face, from what could be seen wasn't the red drink, was flushed compellingly with anger.
"Parkinson!" His wand was out and flashed toward her but Pansy did not flinch. She knew he wouldn't do anything, especially with Dumbledore around. And she was right, he simply stormed out, cape swishing behind him. Pansy finished her dinner slowly, ignoring looks from fellow Slytherins as well as others throughout the hall. Her eyes made sure not to land on one Gryffindor in particular.
*~*
As Pansy found herself the last one in the common room that night she yawned and searched around for a blanket. She was wide awake despite the hour but hesitated before standing up and exiting through the porthole. She navigated away from the Astronomy tower and outside quietly to stand by the lake. Her eyes closed, the wind blowing around her, she began to concentrate.
Sooner than normal her body began to change rather awkwardly. It shrunk and twisted until she was on all fours. Finally she felt her eyesight change as well as all other senses, each one heightened to a new degree. She had changed into a beautiful black wolf, with a bit of white highlighted fur sparsely throughout it as well as a white collar of fur around her neck. She looked up at the moon and smiled. Or, what was considered a smile for a wolf.
She turned to the forest to which was forbidden to students and frowned. Despite the warnings of it, she found herself wanting to explore. And that's exactly what she decided on as her paws trotted towards it.
Her desire for it however, was cut short as a beautiful stallion galloped in front of her. She growled at the unknown intruder that was looking at her with strangely familiar eyes. But she did not like it and didn't feel like getting in a fight with it and so growled before turning around and pawing back to the lake.
She felt cold despite her fur and turned to curl up on the lakeshore but stopped as she saw the stag trotting to a side of the castle. What it was doing here in the first place she didn't know, but going into the Castle. Her heart raced as she crept forward and followed it around a bend. There she was stunned to see it forming back into a human form. A form she knew all too well.
He turned and saw her, and though Pansy tried, her paws would not move.
"Pansy..." he whispered it as though he could taste the honey in her name. She took a step back and Pansy began to feel lightheaded. Her stomach lurched and she fell onto the ground, horribly and painfully changing back into human form.
She barely noticed that she no longer wore the clothes she had. Instead all she wore was a small knee high nightgown that felt oddly like silk. Her vision was fuzzy.
"Pansy! Come on Pansy don't do this." His cloak was laid softly over her and she felt his arms lift her up. She wondered dimly if someone had done something to her but had no idea who would do such a thing.
"Sorry, guess I'm just a little more tired than I thought I was," She said with a yawn. Her eyes were on his face as he walked with her up stairs. *that's odd* she thought. *the common room is downstairs.*
"Were are we going?" she asked as he walked down a narrow elaborated decorated hallway. There were two doors. One on either side of the hall.
"My room. I don't think you should go back to your common room like this." He opened the door revealing a rather large size room with a queen sized bed, a desk, and an armoir. Pansy thought vaguely that she wished she could have a room like it. Harry set her down on his bed and then sat next to her. She felt oddly tired and before she could say anything else she fells asleep.
When Pansy woke the room was dark. She turned her head and managed to sit up, groaning a bit as she did so, feeling the aches and pains seering through her. She stood and looked around, not able to see much in the darkness.
"Harry..." her voice was soft and whispy. She knew this situation. Knew it all too well. And sure enough, she felt the brushing of her arm. Only this time it was real, and she felt a shiver run from all the way to her toes. Her strap fell off one shoulder and replaced by a tender kiss.
"Are you feeling better?" was his just as soft reply. She nodded and then realized he probably wouldn't be able to see that.
"Yes..." she closes her eyes for a moment before turning around. She could see the outline of Harry's chest muscles and then her gaze drifted up to his.
"This isn't right...I can't..."
"Why not?"
She felt him step closer until she could feel his breath on her. "You've been avoiding me."
"Who could blame me? I have to go back to my own common room now. It would make things much easier if you would escort me." She felt him shift uncomfortably. "If that is what you want."
But that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to kiss him, wake up next to him. It was then that she noticed he hadn't moved. She looked up at him and was caught off guard as he kissed her softly. Her knees buckled and only by his arm wrapping around her waist and catch her did she not fall. He picked her up and lay her on the bed, kissing her neck and then back up to her lips. They both slipped under the covers and Pansy let all thoughts drift from her mind. His arms were around her waist as she curls up next to him, her head on his chest. She closed her eyes to the feel of his hand stroking her hair gently and fell asleep more peacefully than she had in weeks.
A/N: Alright everyone so yea, here is the next chappie. It was a bit hard writing this one because I have the story in my head, I just had a bit of writers block for..umm..a long time. Lol. Anyway tell me what you think! I'll be writing this a bit quicker now I think. I hope. Not promising anything. Ah oh well. I love you all and thank you so much for all the reviews!! I promise Ill have more of a story plot in the next chap. Till next chapter!
Pansy made every attempt to stay away from Harry the next day. She skipped breakfast, picked the farthest seats away from him as she could in class, and took different routes in the hallways. By dinner time she was exhausted and knew that Celeste was not going to let her get away with keeping a secret. She had known something had happened with Pansy right when she saw her after the *pansy shivered* kiss.
Now Pansy sat mutilating her potato, Celeste plaguing her until by asking what had happened. Draco sat across from her, glaring daggers.
"Oh go look at something you find interesting. Try down for instance. Apparently whatever's down there you take great pride in. I don't think I've ever met someone with such a bloated ego." Pansy took her chalice of juice and flung it on him, splashing the better part of his front. Draco shot up, knocking over a few plates. His face, from what could be seen wasn't the red drink, was flushed compellingly with anger.
"Parkinson!" His wand was out and flashed toward her but Pansy did not flinch. She knew he wouldn't do anything, especially with Dumbledore around. And she was right, he simply stormed out, cape swishing behind him. Pansy finished her dinner slowly, ignoring looks from fellow Slytherins as well as others throughout the hall. Her eyes made sure not to land on one Gryffindor in particular.
*~*
As Pansy found herself the last one in the common room that night she yawned and searched around for a blanket. She was wide awake despite the hour but hesitated before standing up and exiting through the porthole. She navigated away from the Astronomy tower and outside quietly to stand by the lake. Her eyes closed, the wind blowing around her, she began to concentrate.
Sooner than normal her body began to change rather awkwardly. It shrunk and twisted until she was on all fours. Finally she felt her eyesight change as well as all other senses, each one heightened to a new degree. She had changed into a beautiful black wolf, with a bit of white highlighted fur sparsely throughout it as well as a white collar of fur around her neck. She looked up at the moon and smiled. Or, what was considered a smile for a wolf.
She turned to the forest to which was forbidden to students and frowned. Despite the warnings of it, she found herself wanting to explore. And that's exactly what she decided on as her paws trotted towards it.
Her desire for it however, was cut short as a beautiful stallion galloped in front of her. She growled at the unknown intruder that was looking at her with strangely familiar eyes. But she did not like it and didn't feel like getting in a fight with it and so growled before turning around and pawing back to the lake.
She felt cold despite her fur and turned to curl up on the lakeshore but stopped as she saw the stag trotting to a side of the castle. What it was doing here in the first place she didn't know, but going into the Castle. Her heart raced as she crept forward and followed it around a bend. There she was stunned to see it forming back into a human form. A form she knew all too well.
He turned and saw her, and though Pansy tried, her paws would not move.
"Pansy..." he whispered it as though he could taste the honey in her name. She took a step back and Pansy began to feel lightheaded. Her stomach lurched and she fell onto the ground, horribly and painfully changing back into human form.
She barely noticed that she no longer wore the clothes she had. Instead all she wore was a small knee high nightgown that felt oddly like silk. Her vision was fuzzy.
"Pansy! Come on Pansy don't do this." His cloak was laid softly over her and she felt his arms lift her up. She wondered dimly if someone had done something to her but had no idea who would do such a thing.
"Sorry, guess I'm just a little more tired than I thought I was," She said with a yawn. Her eyes were on his face as he walked with her up stairs. *that's odd* she thought. *the common room is downstairs.*
"Were are we going?" she asked as he walked down a narrow elaborated decorated hallway. There were two doors. One on either side of the hall.
"My room. I don't think you should go back to your common room like this." He opened the door revealing a rather large size room with a queen sized bed, a desk, and an armoir. Pansy thought vaguely that she wished she could have a room like it. Harry set her down on his bed and then sat next to her. She felt oddly tired and before she could say anything else she fells asleep.
When Pansy woke the room was dark. She turned her head and managed to sit up, groaning a bit as she did so, feeling the aches and pains seering through her. She stood and looked around, not able to see much in the darkness.
"Harry..." her voice was soft and whispy. She knew this situation. Knew it all too well. And sure enough, she felt the brushing of her arm. Only this time it was real, and she felt a shiver run from all the way to her toes. Her strap fell off one shoulder and replaced by a tender kiss.
"Are you feeling better?" was his just as soft reply. She nodded and then realized he probably wouldn't be able to see that.
"Yes..." she closes her eyes for a moment before turning around. She could see the outline of Harry's chest muscles and then her gaze drifted up to his.
"This isn't right...I can't..."
"Why not?"
She felt him step closer until she could feel his breath on her. "You've been avoiding me."
"Who could blame me? I have to go back to my own common room now. It would make things much easier if you would escort me." She felt him shift uncomfortably. "If that is what you want."
But that wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to kiss him, wake up next to him. It was then that she noticed he hadn't moved. She looked up at him and was caught off guard as he kissed her softly. Her knees buckled and only by his arm wrapping around her waist and catch her did she not fall. He picked her up and lay her on the bed, kissing her neck and then back up to her lips. They both slipped under the covers and Pansy let all thoughts drift from her mind. His arms were around her waist as she curls up next to him, her head on his chest. She closed her eyes to the feel of his hand stroking her hair gently and fell asleep more peacefully than she had in weeks.
A/N: Alright everyone so yea, here is the next chappie. It was a bit hard writing this one because I have the story in my head, I just had a bit of writers block for..umm..a long time. Lol. Anyway tell me what you think! I'll be writing this a bit quicker now I think. I hope. Not promising anything. Ah oh well. I love you all and thank you so much for all the reviews!! I promise Ill have more of a story plot in the next chap. Till next chapter!