1You Wouldn't Understand

"Do you have a staring problem?" She snarled, accusingly.

"Excuse me?" Pansy asked raising an eyebrow.

"You heard me, Parkinson." She snapped. "If you don't stop staring at me I'm going to have to report you stalker like activities."

"Please don't flatter yourself, Granger." Pansy stood up inches form her face. "Nobody would ever want to look at you much less stare at you."

"Can we help you Granger?" Draco appeared out of nowhere behind Pansy, his hand on her shoulder.

"No but I suppose you could help your little girlfriend with her staring problem." She stood taller to try and stand as tall as Draco. I admired her for this. She was never intimidated by others, especially Draco.

Draco raised his eyebrow and faltered. "Pansy doesn't stare at people especially someone who doesn't deserve to ever be graced by her presence, someone like you." Pansy felt Draco's hand grip her shoulder harder and began to steer her away from the table. "Watch your back, Granger!" He said over his back.

He pushed Pansy out of the library roughly. In the corridor he handed her, her bag but his hand was still on her shoulder. Pansy looked up at his face. His eyes were cold and well-chiseled and his jaw was set firmly. Pansy tried to squirm out of his grip but was unsuccessful. Draco only took a tighter grip on her.

"Ouch Draco, damn it that hurts." Pansy snarled, pulling out of his grip. "Merlin, what the fuck is wrong with you!" She turned to face him.

Draco took a step forward and was inches from her. He towered over her by half a foot and had to bend his neck a good bit to look down at her.

"What." He spat. "Was that all about?"

"Nothing, the stupid mudblood got in my face!" Pansy sneered up at him.

"And why exactly was it?" He pretended to be thinking. "Oh yeah because you've been staring at her!"

"You actually believe that filthy mudblood bitch over me!" Pansy screamed panic streaking through her body. "Your such a fucking ass, Draco Malfoy!" Pansy pulled her hand back and slapped him. Turning around she stalked off before he could stop her.
Once Pansy had rounded the corner she took off running. She calmed down when she reached the North Tower and calmly walked up the stairs. The library scene had gone horribly wrong and Draco was even more suspicious than before. She didn't get it. If he thought she was gay why did he keep her around. Maybe he didn't think it was Hermione. Maybe he thought it was Potter or Weasley? Pansy shuddered at the thought.

Staring out the window she watched a flock of birds fly over head. They were so perfect. They were carefree and unbound to anything. They didn't have to worry about boyfriends or school or betrothals or the fear of being gay. They didn't have to care what others thought of them. Whenever something bothered them they could just fly away and never come back. They were the opposite of Pansy.

Pansy was bound to her house, her family, and, worst of all, Draco. She was afraid someone would realize she was gay and to a muggle-born Gryffindor to boot. A tear of frustration rolled down her face. Why did her life have to be so hard. She would never be able to run away. Draco loved her and was very protective maybe even a tad bit obsessed. He would come after her and wouldn't rest until he had her back in his arms even if he had to do it forcefully. And her parents would have the whole Death Eater circle looking for her.

Besides she was almost positive Hermione was straight as a ruler. Pansy also couldn't get within a twenty foot radius of her without having everybody on their guard. But unfortunately for her Pansy Parkinson didn't give up all too easily.

Pansy's shoulder hurt from where Draco had grabbed them. Pushing away the robes and blouse sleeves, she revealed on her pale skin black and blue marks. Staring at them she wondered if Draco had really meant to hurt her. She was so lost in thought she didn't hear anybody come into the tower until they let out a gasp.

Whipping around Pansy saw Hermione Granger. She was transfixed with the bruises on Pansy's shoulder.

"Oh, it's you." Pansy said sourly, scrunching her face up on purpose.

Hermione bit her lip before speaking. "Are...are you okay?" She whispered.

Pansy shrugged. Hermione walked over and ran a finger over her bruises. Pansy winced but didn't' move away from her. Pulling out her wand, Hermione thought for a moment resting her wand on Pansy's shoulder.

"Do you mind?" She asked looking up at Pansy.

Pansy stared at her for a moment but then slowly nodded her forehead. Hermione muttered a few well chosen words. A creamy beige beam of light emitted from her wand and blinded them both. When it was gone they looked back and the bruises had disappeared. Pansy stared at it in shock but then a smile slowly creased on her lips.

"Er...thanks." Pansy muttered pulling her robe and sleeve back up.
"It's fine." Hermione leaned on the window ledge. "Who did that to you?"
Pansy looked up into her beautiful chocolate orbs that always caught her eye. "No...noone." She stuttered.

Hermione frowned a few cute wrinkles appearing on her forehead. "You shouldn't let Malfoy push you around, especially if he is hurting you."

"Draco didn't do anything on purpose." Pansy scowled. "Keep your nose out of other people's business, Granger." Pansy snarled stomping out of the tower.

Racing back down the steps Pansy strutted through the corridors and to the dungeons. She had to get her bag back from the hallway and then she had one hour before she was expected at Charms. Walking swiftly down the corridor she rounded the corner where her bad should have been but it was no longer there.

"Damn it!" She cursed to herself; Draco must have taken her bag with him.

Cursing some more under her breath she hurried off to the Slytherin Common Room where she silently hoped Draco had retreated to. Entering the dungeons she felt a familiar rush of cold wash over her. Ignoring she kept walking down the dungeon corridor. Turning a bend she was swiftly approaching a group of sixth and seventh year Slytherin boys. Draco was not amongst them but she did see his friend Blaise Zabini who nodded to her. She nodded but kept walking past them. Pansy felt the stares of the boys and didn't think twice about it until she heard footsteps close behind her.

An arm grabbed her and violently pulled her around. In front of her was Adrian Pucey.

"Can I help you?" She snarled drawing herself up to full height.

He smirked and rolled his eyes. "Easy girl. I was just going to ask if something was wrong." He kept his grip on her arm firm and didn't seem to want to let her go anytime soon.

"What's it to you?" She snarled again hoping to make him back down off of her.

"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be so stressed." He pulled her closer and blew in her ear. "I could always relieve that stress you hold in."

Pansy blanched and tried to pull away. "Get the fuck away from me!" She shrieked praying silently that someone from the group of boys that shouldn't be far away from them.

Adrian just grinned and pushed her against the wall with one hand on her hip. He leaned in to kiss her but Pansy moved her head and he ended up kissing her cheek. A tear came from her eye at the unwanted touches he was placing on her waist. He was absolutely revolting. He was pushing her against the wall and Pansy couldn't even move much.
"What the hell are you doing, Pucey!" A masculine voice roared from down the corridor.

Adrian looked up and Pansy caught a glimpse of Draco storming down to them. Adrian however was very lax and was still leaning on her as a few more tears escaped and rolled down her cheeks. Draco's rage became stronger as he saw her wet cheeks and pulling out his wand he said a few words making a purple beam of light burst out of the end. The beam slammed into Adrian making him fly into the air away from Pansy.

Taking a deep breath relieved to be away from the horrid boy she leaned on the wall herself this time as Draco approached. He didn't say anything but pulled her wrists toward him and began examining them. They were only slightly bruised but were sure to get worse.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked wiping away some stray tears on her hot face.

Pansy nodded and her insides ran cold had his touch. "Yeah I'm fine."

Draco stared at her for a moment longer before nodding. "If you say so." He whispered solemnly.

He pulled away and started walking back down the hall to the Slytherin Common Room forgetting Adrian who was still out cold on the floor.. Pansy felt terrible. She had been pushing him away so much that he was beginning to act depressed. Frowning Pansy turned the other way, planning on going out to sit at the lake. She didn't want to get caught anywhere near Adrian.

Walking back through the dungeons she noticed there were no more guys in the hallway and her exit from the dungeons was clear. Slipping unnoticed out of the Entrance Hall she greeted the cool breeze gratefully. It had been a long day and all she wanted to do was sit down on her usual rock by the lake. The rock was warm and Pansy laid down, stretching out to sort out her thoughts and feelings.

She couldn't like her. One she was a Gryffindor muggle-born and two she was a girl! Nobody would allow it. Her parents would be ashamed and disown her. She couldn't live without her parents and their money. Draco, poor Draco, would be publically humiliated and in a fit of rage. He was not someone you crossed while he was angry. It was practically suicide to purposely get on his bad side. Pansy was so lost in her thought she didn't hear anybody come and sit down next to her.

When she finally sensed someone sharing the rock with her she opened her eyes and looked up to see the same muggle-born girl she thought of all the time. Hermione was sitting Indian style next to her looking out on the lake. Her long brown hair flowed behind her in the wind as the breeze kicked up.

"Hey." She said not looking down at her.

"Oh hi." Pansy greeted sitting up next to her.

"Were you expecting someone else?" Hermione asked her eyebrows knitting.
"No. Your just the last person I would expect to sit with me." Pansy shrugged it off.

Hermione as silent for a moment. "Yeah your right. Well... I just wanted to apologize for earlier in the library. I didn't mean to get you in trouble with Malfoy."

"Oh." Pansy said simply before continuing. "Don't worry about it. I'm f...fine." She stammered out the last bit.

"You really shouldn't let him hurt you like that, though." Hermione finally tore her eyes away from the gaze she had held on the murky waters and looked over at the raven haired girl.

Pansy's face was contorted with fear and anger. "I told you Draco didn't do anything."

Hermione became impatient. "Oh no the bruises just magically appeared on your shoulders." Hermione said sarcastically rolling her eyes.

"You wouldn't understand." Pansy retorted her face growing red as she stood up from the rock.

"No, Parkinson, I do understand." Hermione pulled up her robe sleeve to reveal an arm almost completely covered from her elbow up in black and blue.

With that said and done Hermione whipped around and stormed back up to the school leaving Pansy standing by the lake, dumbstruck.