Slytherin

"Draco hunny," Pansy said and rolled over on her side so that she was turned against him. "what was his name again?"

Draco looked up from his book, the dark-haired girl was looking at him with her big green eyes and a faint smile played on her lips. He sighed and pulled out a hand to ruffle her hair gently, an action which he knew would make her giggle. "Aaron DiLouvre, Pansy, and he created the-"

"-Famous empire of glass," she filled him in. "I know. The name just...eluded me for a second."

"Right." He returned to his book but was once again interrupted by Pansy who pulled it out of his hands and threw it away. "Hey!" he exclaimed. "I was trying to read that!"

"Yea?" Pansy said and shot him a sexy look, "well, I'm trying to kiss you." And with those words she grabbed his collar and pulled him down in the big bed.

It had been three weeks since he and Ginny had been released from their detention, and well, Draco was having the time of his life. Why shouldn't he? He was back together with Pansy Parkinson, his perfect match in all categorys, and he was finally catching up on the studies. Everything was picture-perfect.

"Ouch!" Pansy shrieked and ripped Draco away from his thoughs. "What the hell are you doing?" She pushed him away from her and glared.

"What?" he asked confused. "I didn't do anything, except from snogging you!"

"Snogging me? Is that what you call it?"

"Yes, snogged, s-n-o-g-g-"

"I now perfectly well how it's spelled! But snogged? Well maybe if you were a vampire!"

He got up from the bed and stared at her, how he hated that spoiled girl sometimes. "I'm not the one in need of a brace Parkinson." He knew this would get to her, and maybe it was a bit too harsh, but right now he didn't really care.

"You- " Pansy grinded her teeth. "you git! Don't you try and change subject Mr Malfoy!"

'why does she sound like my mother?' Draco thought to himself as he dodged a pillow she threw at him. "Well maybe it would be easier to get through this conversation if you'd tell me what I've done."

"Are you completely bliind?" she yelled and pointed at her ear. "You bit me!"

"oh," Draco said and really had to use all his manners to not let out a burst of laughter. "well..."

"Well Draco? Well? Is that all you can say? I'm even freaking bleeding!"

He smirked and leaned back against the wall. "But Pansy sweetheart," he said in a mock voice. "I thought you liked it rough."

"That's it! Out of here!"

One minute later Draco drawled down with his hands in his pockets into the commonroom. Blaise just glanced his direction and then got back to his homework. "So, my dear blonde, what have you done now?"

Draco gave him an oblivious expression as he glide down in the armchair next to his friend's. "When you say it like that it sounds as if I was one of those Weasleys."

Blaise put down his parchment. "Well, if you come down here, with your hair in a mess and shirt unbottoned – and you're not drunk – I can only draw the conclusion that you did something."

"I bit her in the ear."

Blaise eyes widened, he stared at Draco for a while, and when he'd understood that his friend wasn't joking he burst into laughter. "Wha-" he began but the laughter came over him again for a while, and Draco could just wait until he'd calmed down five minutes later. "What were you thinking of?"

"Well..." Draco said, and looked up at Blaise. "not pansy at least."

"Or maybe you were?" Blaise answered and shot him a look. "Oh Draco please must we rush it this time? I want it to be peerfect." He imitated the girl with sweeping gestures, and it reminded Draco of another imitation he'd been given a few weeks earlier.

"Yeah, but I'll take part in her play this once, gives me something to do too."

Blaise nodded and leaned back with closed eyes. It had been a demanding week, with loads of homework and quidditch-practice (not that Blaise was a part of the team, but lately he'd laid his eyes on their keeper; a petite fourth year named Mary), and everybody was just totally weary. "But back to the seed," he said and drew a breath. "you bit Pansy... Why didn't you get that idea with the Weasley-girl?"

An odd expression, almost as if he was bothered, flashed through Draco's face, but only for a second and then he regained his pokerface and glared at Blaise. "Didn't we agree to forget about that?"

"Well," Blaise answered with a yawn. "I'm not the one shooting glances towards the Gryffindor-table hoping to catch a glimpse of Miss Red."

"Come on Zabini, I'm not..."

"But you haven't seen her lately, have you? No, because she's sneeking around that creepy toilet doing I-don't-know-what."

Draco sighed and closed his eyes. So this was where his friend was going. He hadn't started to talk about Ginny because he wanted Draco to admit he liked her, but to imply that she was up to something. It was after all (from what they'd heard) in that toilet the entrance to the chamber of secrets had been, and everybody knew about Ginny's involvement that year.

"Do you really think, that she's capable of doing something like that?"

"Who knows, she's a Weasley, they are creepy."

Draco puckered a brow. "Blaise, the word creepy and you really doesn't fit," he said. "and still, you're using it in every second sentence. Anyways, I don't think she's up to something, it's not like her."

"Oh, I forgot, you and freckles are friends now." Blaise answered and Draco could really see how much he loved to mock him.

"Sure," Draco just answered and was about to continue, but a puppy-eyed Pansy came down and cuddled quietly up in his knee. "missed me?" he asked the girl instead and smirked towards Blaise.

"Mhm," Pansy answered and took his hands in hers. "I was thinking," she said. "maybe we should take it a step forward."

"What, you want him to carry you everywhere from now on?" Blaise said sarcasticly, he was really on a strange mood this day.

Pansy snorted. "No, I'm wondering if Draco would like to take me to Hogsmeade the next time we're allowed to go?"

Draco almost began to laugh, he hadn't seen this one coming. The next Hogsmeade visit wasn't even planned. "Well, yes Pansy," he said and gave Blaise a glance. "Of course I will."

Ohh, what a lousy chapter.

Well at least it's someyhing, and I will probably like it and wonder why I didn't at first the next time I read it.

What I wanted with this one was to show you that Pansy isn't that bad, not for now at least, and there's a liking between her and Draco.

Well anyways... I hope the next one will be here faster.

Review.

/Hun