Façade
By DracosDragon969
Summary: Ron meets a girl in Diagon Alley before he returns to Hogwarts for his final year. Who's the girl? Why the one and only Pansy Parkinson, although Ron doesn't know this. Pansy is dealing with having to lie to the one guy she wants to be with, Ron, and weather or not to receive the Dark Mark along side her best friends Draco and Blaise. The story goes through their final year at Hogwarts and deals with lies, deceit, love, and the final battle between Voldemort and Harry Potter.
Relationship Pairings: Pansy Parkinson/ Ron Weasley, Harry Potter/ Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, and Blasie Zabini/ every girl at Hogwarts that will have him.
Rated: R (FOR A REASON PEOPLE)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. They all belong to J. K. Rowling.
Please Read and Review my fan fiction I would appreciate it... Plus it gives me the inspiration I need to continue writing.
Chapter Three
Seventh Year Greetings
The train was full of various students' voices as they discussed their summer vacations with one another. In one compartment a handsome red head was lying along a bench seat holding his stomach and stating how he was in no mood to be traveling back to school.
"Feel better Ron." Luna leaned over to kiss Harry, it quickly turned into a snog session. Ron rolled over, seeing them kiss was doing nothing for his stomach. "Take care of him Harry." The now blushing Luna said.
"Tell Hermione, I really am sorry I had to miss the first prefect meeting." He whispered to the girl who was about to leave. "I really wish I could have been there, I know how… (he moaned)… interesting and informative they are."
"She will understand." Luna said as she waved goodbye to the two young men and left the compartment to head towards the prefect meeting.
Ron immediately sat up after he heard the compartment door close and pulled out a bag of chocolate he had stashed in his robe pocket.
"Hey… what the hell are you doing?" Harry stated as he looked at his now healthy friend. "You arse, you were never really sick." He laughed as he snatched some chocolate from the bag.
"Nope, not in the least." Ron replied. "I just didn't want to go to a boring prefect meeting, I mean it's the same duties and pep talk each year. And with Hermione as the new head girl I have a feeling that it would be utterly boring."
"She is going to kill you mate."
"Not unless someone tells her the truth." He said as he gave Harry a warning look. "I did put on an excellent show, I'm going to have to thank Fred and George for their little stomach virus pill." He said proudly.
The boys laughed and finished off the rest of the chocolate. They decided to play a game of exploding snap while they discussed quidditch strategies for their up coming season.
"So…" Harry said as he looked at his friend.
"So…what?" Ron asked as he cleared away their game.
"Last night… you said you had something to tell me. Something about a girl..." He stated.
"Oh yeah." Ron stretched and placed his feet on top of pig's cage, the owl hooted unhappily. "Shut up pig." Ron stated as he placed his feet on the floor, the owl looked over at his owner with gratitude.
"Well… are you going to get on with the story or should we make this a get to know your owl hour."
Ron stared out of the compartment window, although he had seen the girl only the day before he needed a moment to collect his thoughts.
"I really can't put her into words. She…she…she is AMAZING, I've never met anyone like her before. She had the most beautiful eyes… light green. Her hair was jet black and so soft looking. I got the feeling she was different from other girls or should I say different from those girls who giggle and walk around all love struck. I hate girls like that. I always wanted a girl who was comfortable in her own skin and able to be herself, she made me feel like she was just my kind of girl."
"Did you at least talk to her?" Harry asked of his friend.
"Yeah I talked… I'm not a complete idiot." Ron said as he looked at his friend with a hurt expression.
"Sorry, I didn't mean for you to take it that way. In my opinion, when you're around pretty girls you seem to freeze up."
"Well she made me feel comfortable it was like talking to an old friend."
There was no way Ron was going to tell Harry that he probably sounded like an idiot to the girl in the shop. His raven-haired friends looked skeptical.
"What did you talk about?" Harry asked to urge his friend on.
"We actually talked about the Chudley Cannons and a little about school. I found out she is in our year and that she has seen me play, she said I was rather good."
"What's her name?"
Ron stared out of the window. "Shewouldnottellme." he mumbled.
Harry started laughing, after years of hearing Ron talk with food in his mouth, Harry understood exactly what his friend had said. "She-wouldn't-tell-you." Harry clutched his stomach.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked as he stared back at his friend. He was annoyed that Harry had fond this information funny.
"Well… (Laughter) she… (Laughter) wouldn't tell you the one thing that would allow you to see her again. It seems your mystery girl doesn't want to see you. I mean isn't that a little odd?" Harry said as he tried to suppress his laughter.
"No it's a little upsetting." Ron said angrily. He decided it would be better to take a deep calming breath than to blow up at Harry. "Do you think she really did that so I wouldn't be able to find her again?"
"I don't know. Does it look like I understand how the average teenage girl mind works?" Harry stated.
"Well you're the one who's had a girlfriend for a year."
"A year and four months." Harry said correcting him. "Did she say anything when you asked her name?"
"What she said didn't make much sense, I got the feeling she was avoiding the question."
"Just tell me what she said."
"Something about a rose smelling sweet although it is called a different name." Ron said with a confused expression.
"That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Harry recited as he looked out the window.
"Yeah, how did you know that?"
"Well it's a quote from a muggle play called Romeo and Juliet, I had to read it over the summer to do Dudley's homework."
"What? A muggle play." Ron looked as if he were even more confused.
"A play…you know when people get on stage."
"Merlin, I know what a play is." Ron stated. "What is it about?"
"It's about these two teenagers who fall in love with each other. However, they realize they can't be together, because their families hate each other. In the end they both die but I forget how… I believe one takes poison and the other dies from a self-inflicted wound." Harry said as he tried to remember the plot of the play.
"That seems like a stupid way to end a play, don't you think?"
"It wasn't that bad… there were plenty of fight scenes."
"Hmmm… maybe I should read this play."
"Excuse me, am I to fight Voldemort later on today? The world may have just come to an end. Ladies and Gentleman, Ron Weasley is agreeing to read a book. I never thought I would see the day." Harry stated with a large grin.
"Shut up Harry, I read." Ron snapped. Harry looked Ron in the eyes. "Ok maybe I don't read that often. However, I want to read this play just in case I meet her again."
The compartment door slid open and in walked a very pissed off Gryffindor.
"What are you two doing?" Hermione asked Ron and Harry "I thought YOU were sick." She pointed at Ron.
"I was… I am…" Ron quietly said.
"Which is it?" She said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"I was, Harry here gave me some pink muggle medicine to help with my stomach and the pain went away."
"You did?" She turned to the messy haired boy.
"Yeah." Harry nodded.
"Oh… well that's good." She turned back to a very relieved Ron. "So how do you feel Ron?"
"I feel better, although I will probably go see Madam Pomfrey after the feast tonight."
"Yes, that sounds like a good idea." She took a seat next to Ron. "Well I have a bit of news for you Ronald."
"What kind of news?" He knew it couldn't be good if she had said his full first name.
"The kind that may make you upset, we discussed it at the prefect meeting YOU couldn't attend."
"Hermione that's not my fault I was sick." Ron said with an annoyed expression. "What happened at the meeting?" He said with a little fear in his voice. He was in no mood for bad news at the moment, but then again is anyone really ready for bad news.
"Besides Malfoy getting on my nerve, we discussed the pairing of prefects from alternate houses. Malfoy thought it was a great way to promote inter-house unity and I would have to agree. Although I have a feeling he has a hidden agenda."
"So who did I get stuck with, Abbott or Patil." Ever since fourth year Ron had been avoiding Padma Patil, she seemed to glare at him whenever she would see him in the hall or in class. It made Ron very uncomfortable.
"Guess again."
"Don't tell me…."
"The one and only… Pansy Parkinson."
Ron groaned. "What the hell Hermione, I miss one meeting and I get the ICE PRINCESS. This day couldn't get any worse."
The compartment door slid open and in walked Malfoy and Zabini and their minions Crabbe and Goyle.
"I spoke to soon." Ron said as he glared at the intruding Slytherins.
"What's that Weasel bee, couldn't hear you." Malfoy glared.
"Get out Malfoy!" Harry shouted as he stood up from his seat pointing his wand at the boys.
"I don't think will be leaving until were good and ready." Malfoy took a step closer to Harry. "And if I were you I would lower my wand, I am head boy you know. I would hate to have you expelled for threatening a superior." He smirked as Hermione stood to push Harry's' wand down.
Blaise turned to look at Ron. "Weasel, tell your sister I said Hello and that I hope we can become better acquainted, I was always a sucker for a red head." Blaise smirked and looked as if he were reminiscing about old times.
Ron jumped out of his seat. "You stay the hell away from sister or I'll kick your ass Zabini."
"Language Weasel, I'd hate to have to put you in your place so early in the year." Blaise said as he drew his wand.
"Get the fuck out of this compartment." Ron said as he waved his wand towards the door in a directional manner.
"Give us a break, were adding class to an otherwise classless compartment." Blaise said sarcastically. "Look Draco a poor pureblood." He pointed at Ron. "A loony half-blood." He pointed at Harry. "And a know-it-all Mudblood." He pointed to Hermione.
"Yeah, this place really is going to the dogs." Draco said to Blaise. He turned back to the two male Gryffindors "I came to tell the Mudblood something."
"Don't call me that you ferret." Hermione snapped.
"Ouch that hurt Mudblood." He said sarcastically. "Just meet me after dinner in the Great Hall, I need to show you where our dormitory will be this year." He smirked and left the compartment with Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Merlin, I don't think our seventh year could have started off any better." Ron said as he looked at both of his friends.
Ron: So who is this girl I like?
Dracos Dragon 969: Uhhh….
Pansy: You really are thick.
Ron: Am not.
Pansy: Are too.
Well that's the end of chapter three and I hope you really enjoyed it. I personally liked the end, with Blasie and Draco, nothing sexier than a Slytherin giving orders. Please review and I may update sooner.
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