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A/N: The last of the three Draco/Pansys. More stories tomorrow. One-shots to be posted tonight. -Cole

Ship: Draco/Pansy


They hate each other. She hates him more than he hates his father and he swear that the feeling is mutual. She hates the way he always talks to her like she's five years old instead of thirteen like she really is, fourteen next fall. She hates the way his perfect bleach-blonde hair falls into his perfect diamond-gray eyes. She hates his smirk and the way his eyes light up whenever they argue. She hates him.

And he hates her. He hates the way she acts like a three year old and complains about every bloody thing. He hates the way she's always competeing with him, the way their always in constant competition. He hates the way her wavy brown hair is always tied back in a loose bun and her brown eyes are so dark their almost black. Just like his heart. He hates her.

But slowly things change and when the Yule Ball comes around he asks her, because really there isn't any one else to ask and she's not that bad looking, even if people do say she looks like a pug. And then they kiss and it isn't like his daily snogs in the hall way, no it's nothing like those. It's soft and passionate and wild and lively all in one. It's desperate and accepting and so bloody beautiful that they want to savour it forever.

And by fifth year they're ten times closer than they ever were because now the war is starting up again. And they're going to have to choose sides and neither likes Voldemort very much but they don't have a choice really. So they pretend and they pretend well. And they realize that they can't hate eachother any more because, really, they're the only true friends they've ever had.

By sixth year they've been classified as boyfriend and girlfriend though neither would call their relationship dating. They're more like best friends or something of that nature. Crabbe and Goyle were never on equal fields with him and Millicent was never good enough for her really. So they realize that if anything they're exactly alike. And they realize that that's why they had hated eachother so much in the beginning, because they're exactly alike and it was always competetion to be better than the other when really that was impossible.

He proposes formally at Christmas of their seventh year and she formally accepts. Then the Final Battle happens and they switch sides at the last moment and it's because of them that Voldemort's gone. Even Potter will admit to that. But Pansy was knocked unconcious for a year and Draco would visit Mungo's every day. And then she woke up and they were married.

They're relationship was built off hate and desperation. They don't know why they formed a friendship, they suspect it was because they're so alike it's uncanny. But really it's because their parents never loved them, not really. Really it's because they were equals in every way. Really it was because she's ugly and he's not particuallrly good with tradtition. Really it's because they gave up everything to help the light side. In reality, the only reason they're together is they didn't have anything, or anyone, else.