As the year kicked off, and classes started, Pansy felt different as she walked through the halls. She wasn't taller, or prettier, or even that much smarter. What made her feel different was Matthew walking beside her. Even some of the Gryffindors had befriended her. Harry included. Hermione still didn't, though. And Ron, well, he was still clueless. She'd even been to the Gryffindor common room several times. Each of those times, she made more friends in Gryffindor. But, the problem was, Slytherins were starting to call her a blood traitor, and Malfoy even went as far as to call her a "mudblood wannabe". After her and Matt's last class of the day, Potions class, they both headed to Gryffindor Tower, because they knew that most people would be outside. When they stepped through the portrait, Matt picked her up, and carried her to his dormitory. He then laid her gently down on his bed, and they started to kiss. She immediately deepened the kiss, and pulled Matt down on top of her. As they laid there kissing, Matt thought is was as good a time as any to try something new. Pansy laid there, enjoying the kiss, when she felt Matt lay his hand on her breast. He slowly started to massage and slightly squeeze it, as she moaned into his mouth. Sure, she'd been touched like that before, but this time, it felt different. This time, it was by someone she loved. Suddenly, she broke the kiss. Just as Matt started to ask why, Pansy slipped off her robe and sweater. He immediately started to lay kisses along her collarbone, and down her chest, just above her bra line. He looked up into her eyes, and her eyes told him to go further. He continued to kiss her softly, as he moved his arms behind her, and found her bra clasp. He quickly unclasped her bra, and slowly pulled it off, kissing every bit of her flesh he revealed before removing it further. Then, it was removed completely, and he looked into her eyes, as he mouthed the words "I love you". He lowered his mouth to her left breast, and began to kiss it. Then, he took the nipple into his mouth, and he began to suck it ever so slightly. He alternated licking, kissing, and sucking, hearing her moan in approval of his administrations. Without warning, she flipped him over, and she took off his robes, and his shirt. She started to unfasten his pants, when he stopped her. "Are you sure we're ready for that?" he asked. "I don't want to just run into this all willy nilly. I want the time to be just right. I want it to be the most romantic, and memorable day of our lives." He went on. "You're right. Maybe I'm not ready either. And you know, that's why I love you. You'd never force me to do something I'm not ready to do." She said. They went on kissing shirtless for a couple more hours, until they head someone coming up the steps. Needless to say, Pansy covered herself as the door opened. It was Harry. "Hey, Matt, have you seen my….oh, you have company, I see. I'll ask later." Harry said. Matt and Pansy looked at each other, and laughed. Just then Pansy called Harry back. Just as Harry walked in, she flashed her chest at him. Harry's face turned as red as a tomato. Just as it did, Matt snapped a picture of him. They all laughed. As Harry walked down the stairs, he saw Ron heading up. "Ron, I wouldn't go in there, if I were you." said Harry. "Why's that?" asked Ron. "Cause Matt has Pansy topless up there. "Well why didn't you tell me?" he exclaimed, as he ran up to the dormitory. As he walked in, both Matt and Pansy were fully clothed, reading a book. "Bloody lyin' Potter." muttered Ron under his breath.

The next day, Matt and Pansy walked arm in arm down to Potions class. Just then, someone called Matt's name. Matt said he'd just be gone a second, then he'd be right back. After Matt went around the corner, Pansy felt a set of hands wrap around hr, then a hand went over her mouth. She was dragged into a passageway, and when she got turned around, she saw the gray eyes that were cold as ice. It was none other than Draco Malfoy. "Well, well, my pet. What have we here? A blood traitor, perhaps?" mocked Draco. Pansy struggled to free herself, but Crabbe and Goyle were too strong. She then spit in Malfoy's face. He turned his head, and as he straitened it back, he back-handed her, hard, across the face. Tears were welling in the corners of her eyes. "Well, now, we have a feisty one, don't we. This'll be fun." He began to squeeze her chest, and he squeezed too hard. Pansy was really starting to cry now. Then, Draco gripped her throat, and began to squeeze. Then, out of nowhere…DIFFINDO!!! Immediately, Malfoy let go of her. He had no choice. The severing charm that had been cast severed the tendons and ligaments, and major muscle groups in his arm. He, Crabbe, and Goyle spun around to see Matthew standing there, wand at the ready. "GET OUT OF HERE, YOU SON OF A BITCH, OR THE NEXT ONE WILL TAKE YOUR HEAD OFF!!!" By now, Malfoy had lost a lot of blood, and didn't argue with him. Crabbe and Goyle grabbed him by the shoulders, and rushed him out of there. Matt rushed over to Pansy, and hugged her for dear life, and she hugged him for dear life. Neither of them said anything for a long time. They just stood there, in an embrace. Matt then carried her all the way to Madame Pomfrey's office for treatment. Pansy had a new way of looking at Matt. He was her guardian, and her protector, and she was lucky to have him.

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