A/N My fourth chapter! Sorry for the long wait - summer holidays, getting ready for BTS ect. But here it is! Enjoy...
Disclaimer: Why do you think I'm writing one? Would I if I were Rowling? No. So draw your own conclusions, there's good little readers! *Pats you on the head*
I have no beta please point any mistakes out. I don't think I made any though...
The Slytherin Prince's diary
Draco had a diary. This might have been a surprise to Pansy, had she not known about it for several years now. But she had never read it, much to her disappointment. Until fourth period on Monday where he had Potions but, seeing as she had given that up, she had nothing. It was perfect...
She crept up the stairs and held her wand out. Then of course, she remembered that Draco was Head Boy and no longer stayed in the boys dorms. When she had caught him there last he had gone there as he could talk with Blaise and just think. Everyone in Slytherin preferred the dungeons below the lake to anywhere else in the castle. Draco was no exception.
So she walked down the stairs with her wand away, knowing no one would question her as she was Queen Slytherin. It was undoubtable and she was untouchable. Unless the Savior was involved in which case she was a pile of swooning crushing mush. Embarrassing much? Very. But she merely liked the drama, as if she was a spy. She had a passion for that type of thing.
Reaching the Head Boy and Girl's shared accommodation, she listened for the sounds of anyone inside. Drat Merlin! Hermione was there, scratching away on her parchment. Well, she would just have to do it. Fourth was nearly over.
"Discombobulated!" Why did Draco choose such weird passwords? The Princess obviously didn't, hers would've been 'Homework' or something.
"Yes dearie. Go on but put a muffling charm on the door this time. I do not want to hear that again. And he's not there so you'll have to wait."
"UGH! Me and Draco-"
"Draco and I - basic grammar, honestly." Pansy gave the witch a glare
"Fine then. Draco and I - happy now?" Nod from the painting "Draco and I are friends, our relationship is completely platonic, end of story. And I really just need the book he borrowed off me about Charms back! So open!" The painting opened. An angry Pansy was terrifying no matter how old or who you were. And Pansy knew a lot of damaging spells.
"Oh, hi Princess! Just getting something Draco borrowed off me. Won't be long!"
"Pugly, you'll never get your virginity back. He didn't loose his with you, you're nothing special. So shoo!" Pansy stared at the smaller, and (although she'd never admit it) infinitely hotter witch. She burst out laughing.
"Ooh, she bites! I'm forever wounded! Save me!" she fell onto the sofa clutching her neck dramatically. "No, you silly Princess, I'm looking for my charms book. Draco borrowed it off me. I need it back."
Hermione narrowed her eyes.
"Okay. Go on."
"Finally!" Pansy sighed. She went around the corner and dug into his mattress. There was a slit...there. "Gotcha!"
Now to read...
"Bye! Oh, and Princess?" Hermione clenched her fists at the hated nickname then replied in an impressively normal voice
"Yes Pugly? Hurry."
"Did you figure it out? It was rather ingenious of me, don't you think? Such a clever spell - Latin, and ever so old. It's perfect! A few minor side effects, but never mind! I'll be off now - ta ta!" And she whirled out of the door before Hermione could even close her mouth from shock.
Draco, Draco. Your secrets are never safe...
A/N Yes I'm alive! Just under a month - I am soooooo sorry! *gives cookies to everyone*
Like it? I know Pansy is a bit too nice to 'Mione, but that's because she's helping her with her love life and she quite likes Hermione too. She's not the character you see in the books or movies, more the ones you see in the fanfics.
R&R!
