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By the middle of December, Hogwarts was bustling with holiday cheer and anticipation of the upcoming break. They had worked hard for over three months and were eager to get some time off. But not everyone was leaving the school.
This group included Harry, who for obvious reasons simply did not want to go 'home' and would not have been welcomed anyway, Hermione, who's parents were away on vacation in France, visiting her aunt, Draco, who claimed that his parents needed time to bond (but he was really staying so he and Hermione could have some privacy), Ron, who wanted to stay so he could play chaperone to Hermione and Draco, Ginny, who was staying so she could make sure Ron didn't ruin everything, Neville, who was trying to court Ginny (to no avail), and Pansy, who wanted to avoid her destiny for as long as possible.
This year it was decided that, seeing as there was only a small group remaining at Hogwarts, and it was always wise to use the buddy system, the ones staying would be placed in one dorm room. This dorm room was located in one of the retired teacher's wings, and had more than enough space for seven people. There would be two to a room, and as Professor McGonagall put it, there was to be no "procreating" to be going on. Of course, Draco and Hermione had other ideas in mind. And let's just say that not all of them were suitable for children.
A week later, the castle was empty save for half the faculty and the seven who were staying.
Hogwarts seemed even bigger when it's halls were empty. Most of the group had decided to sleep in, seeing as they had stayed up much later than usual the night before and having the chance to sleep as long as one wanted was a rare occurrence during school days. The ones who were early birds could be found in the Great Hall, reading the Daily Prophet, talking, or just thinking.
Pansy was just thinking. She was thinking about Harry, which wasn't so strange anymore. Actually, it had become a state of mind for her. And now that she did not have schoolwork to worry about, she could think about him all day. So that's exactly what she did.
She thought about his intense, beautiful green eyes. They reminded her of her mother's jewelry. Katrene Parkinson's favourite stone was the emerald. She said it was because the emeralds had a mystery about them. Pansy thought that Harry's eyes had a mystery about them as well. If she were ever given the chance, she would just sit there, admiring those beautiful orbs.
She thought about his jet-black hair...well, it wasn't so dark anymore. Over the years, his hair had turned a lighter shade, the result of hours of exposure to the sun during Quidditch practice. Speaking of Quidditch, all that working out was definitely worth it. His body was fantastic—especially in his Quidditch robes. Why, Pansy had to hold a handkerchief over her mouth to keep from drooling! And she noticed that Harry had quite big feet. You know what they say about guys with big feet…big socks. But also big other things.
Pansy smiled dreamily at the thought as she settled into another one of her daydreams.