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Slytherin Robes

She drinks it. Two hours.

She gasps as it courses through her body, lengthening bones, grinding her face into a different shape. It hurts – but now it is over. She takes a deep breath and adjusts the robes she has stolen, making sure the Slytherin badge is prominent. One hour and fifty seven minutes.

She runs a hand through her hair and steps hurriedly out of the toilets, walking briskly through the halls. She checks the Marauder's Map, which she has borrowed for a short amount of time, and heads towards the Head Boy's rooms. He is there. One hour and fifty three minutes.

She hesitates outside the portrait guarding the room, because she doesn't know the password. She is cursing herself for her foolishness, but then Harry has just opened the portrait and is ducking out – and he stops as he sees her, a smile wide on his face.

"Pansy?" he asks, and she just smiles.

"What are you doing here? I thought you Slytherins were all doing something tonight."

She knows that an answer is expected, so she speaks. "Felt like being with you."

She breathes a sigh of relief as he accepts this and steps back into his room, gesturing for her to come in. One hour and forty six minutes.

She shivers as he wraps his arms around her, and cannot help a delirious smile when he whispers in a husky voice, "We better make the most of this time then." One hour and forty two minutes.

A while later, she untangles herself from his arms and stoops to pull on her clothes that have been left in a neat pile on the floor. He smiles lazily at her, unbothered by his own nakedness, but there is a plaintive tone in his voice as he asks her, "Couldn't you stay the night?"

She hesitates, but shakes her head and leaves. She glances at her watch as she paces down the corridor. Six minutes left.

Harry is still in his rooms as she rounds the corner and heads into the toilets again, almost running. One minute left.

She locks herself in the toilets and waits for the pain to begin again.

Five minutes later, Ginny Weasley walks out, twitching her Gryffindor robes straight.