Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. They belong to J.K. Rowling. I'm not making any money from this in any way.
Slash of the male/male and female/female kind will eventually be appearing in this story. If you don't like slash, or the idea of Harry/Severus or Hermione/Pansy, then please leave. Don't read what you don't like.
Chapter Two.
Pansy thought for a second. Whatever I need. Perhaps sharing a safe house with Granger won't be that bad after all.
Pansy smiled as she searched through the small house. It was quaint, but surprisingly, perfectly comfortable for two people.
The small house had two bedrooms, a large lounge-room/study, kitchen and bathroom. Extremely country-like. And the kitchen was full of not only food – but necessities that were life to Pansy. Such as bundles of muggle cigarettes and wizard, as well as muggle alcohol products. Pansy cast a speculative eye over the cupboard of alcohol and cigarettes – she was sure that she would need more than that to survive even one week house sharing with Granger.
Sneering as her thoughts turned back to the brown haired girl, Pansy tossed her long silky hair over one shoulder and grabbed a packet of cigarettes. Lighting up one, she started to investigate the rest of the kitchen.
At least it's well stocked with food and cooking stuff. I'll be able to cook up some real treats here. At least Dumbledore knows his cooking equipment better than his fashion. Grin.
But not for tonight's dinner. I'm hungry and it's getting late, so something simple for tonight. Pansy rumbled round in the fridge, and came out holding some pasta sauce and pasta. Shrug. I suppose this will do for tonight – but next time I'm making my own pasta and sauce from fresh ingredients.
Hmm... Well, that didn't take too long. And upon tasting the sauce it isn't too bad – if I could find the bloody herbs I would have added some more basil. I suppose muggles are good at packaging easy to make food.
She lent back against the cupboard and lit another cigarette, breathing deeply while waiting for the pasta to cook.
I wonder how long we'll have to stay here. Probably until we finish this vital piece of research. Groan. Research. And on top of the bloody research, we also have to complete the rest of our schoolwork.
Hermione and Pansy were seated in the Headmaster's office. Professor Dumbledore sat behind his large desk and looked carefully at the two girls in front of him. His expression was serious, but his eyes were twinkling.
"While you are both in the safe house you'll need to keep up to-date on all of your schoolwork. This means that I'll be giving you the rest of your work for the year for each of your classes. Each piece of work assigned has a due by date."
He smiled, "I'll be popping round to see how you girls are faring at least once every week, so you can hand it into me then and I'll pass it along to your teachers. I trust that you are both capable of working independent from teachers, and are mature enough to be able to help each other if need be."
Both girls' eyes widened slightly, and had the common thought of "yeah right!" Dumbledore just ignored their reactions and continued, "The house will provide everything that you could possibly need for your stay – and if you need anything extra, all you have to do is go to the hallway linden closet, stand in there and think about what you need really really hard."
Pansy was looking at Dumbledore like he was crazy. Hermione, more used to the old Headmasters ideas and ways, just smiled and nodded. The Headmaster pulled a muggle cd from behind his desk, "Do you have everything that you possibly need?" Pansy and Hermione nodded, "Good. Now touch the cd and you'll be on your way."
The girls reached out hesitantly. When they touched the cd there was a slight poof of smoke, and they disappeared from Dumbledore's sight. "Now don't worry girls, you'll be fine in the safe house. And there you won't be able to ruin Severus and Harry's happy time together by figuring out who Jamari Paton really is." Professor Dumbledore leaned back in his chair, and with a satisfied smile popped a lemon sherbet into his mouth.
From her position against the cupboard, Pansy watched as Hermione walked into the kitchen. From the obviously glee on her face, the girl had just seen the library. Taking a long drag of her cigarette Pansy let the smoke out slowly.
"So what do you think of our new bachelorette pad?" Pansy decided she liked that small squeak and jump Hermione had just completed. I'll have to try and get that reaction from her again. How very amusing.
Pansy just smirked when Hermione glared at her, "I think that it's fantastic…" she gave an imitation of Pansy's smirk, "Too bad I have to share it with you." The dark haired girl just raised an eyebrow and took another drag on her cigarette. So the little girl has got a tongue… Another thing I'll remember to try and draw out.
Hermione's eyes narrowed, "What's in the cupboard behind you?"
Pansy shrugged and moved away from the doors. Hermione purposely strode forward, and yanked them open. Ha. I bet she wasn't expecting that!
Oh my gods.
What the bloody hell was Professor Dumbledore thinking leaving stuff like this in a safe house?
"What on earth is this stuff here for?"
Hermione watched the other girl smirk – just wanting to slap it off her face.
"What do you think it's here for Miss Granger?"
Eh? What would you use alcohol and cigarettes for… except for a good time?
I really wish that I had a camera right now. You can basically see the wheels in Granger's head working.
Getting annoyed by waiting, "They're there to have fun with. Or in my case… for survival. Gods know I wouldn't last two days in a secluded house with only you and no alcohol."
Hermione just looked shocked, then there was a sudden flash of hurt on her face, as she turned round and flounced out of the room towards the study.
Shrug. Oh well. Glancing over to the pasta in the pot, it's nearly ready. Good. I'm getting bloody hungry. I suppose I'll get some out for Granger as well. I don't suppose Dumbledore would like his precious research assistant to starve to death.
To Anybody Reading:
This is a spin-off fic that focuses on Hermione and Pansy. There will be mentioning of Harry/Severus and possibly others, and "You've got to be Joking" is definitely related to "You Want What".
I'm sure that you can read this fic separate to "You Want What" but some of the things mentioned might be a bit random, and might not make sense if you don't.
Just giving you the head's up.