A/N: This is in italics because while other chapters have progressed into the future this is looking into the past and though I know you all want some good old dramione action this chapter is pansy centric. For those who hate Pansy you will unfortunately have to face up to the fact that she has some good in her (in this fic). Oh and naturally this fic is AU due to DH although it probably already was in the first place.

Disclaimer: Unlike a certain author going by the name J. K . Rowling I happen to hate the mere thought of Ron and Hermione being an item so therefore anything taken from the books for example the chamber of secrets and characters, belongs to her. However the plot and any new characters introduced are purely of my own invention and thus mine.

She was the perfect pureblood wife to Harry. Was right there waiting for him, constantly at his beck and call and she hated it. Everyone had an image in their head of Harry the 'boy-who-lived,' the 'saviour' even after everything that had happened. They were blinded by his words and their equally glorious, fake wonderland.

She maintained that image with her perfect hair, innocent smile and that oh so fake loving stare as they walked the streets. That was certainly the word for it fake because even now after all these years he still hadn't realised how easily she could lie to him. The arrogance was his biggest failing. Oh yes, she would beam and preen and be his ideal queen but not once if he looked closely would he notice that one teardrop at the corner of her eye waiting to fall. Nor that small drop of determination hidden behind a variety of demure and worshipping expressions.

The fact was Pansy had become a brilliant actress, that day when she went to Flourish and Blotts to supposedly get a book on manicures was utterly fake with a capital 'F'. He didn't even realise when she came back empty handed and for all his clever tricks about where he lived Harry bloody Potter didn't even bother asking.

It was ironic really how their body language implied friendliness and yet intentionally to a better observer there was evidence of dislike much like a cover within a cover. Yes even that just slightly too loud: 'good riddance' was for show after all sure she detested Hermione Granger but it was nothing to the hatred she felt towards her husband. She could still remember it so clearly:

"Hermione he knows where you live and he's coming be prepared." Everything but the expression on her face suggested that Pansy would rather engage a troll in conversation than her.

"Don't be ridiculous." The comment was followed by a pig like snort quickly covered by a high pitched giggle.

"Get out of there!"

"I don't run away from my problems."

"Don't be an idiot-" Pansy's voice was hurried now expressing anger under her already brilliant façade.

"I prefer to call it bravery."

"Let me guess, you don't believe the rumours."

"No actually, I don't believe you Pansy let's face it your nothing more than a traitor." Pansy turned away at this point giving up not only due to the growing suspicion of onlookers but of the tingly feeling surrounding her wedding band signifying Harry's imminent arrival home.

Needless to say in the end her help had come to nothing because a certain Gryffindor was determined to believe she was right and everyone else was wrong. The fact was even if Pansy had been betraying the confidence of traitors against Harry , only an idiot wouldn't listen to a warning.

Hermione was no idiot even if no one else had realised it yet.

A/N: The last line is not pansy's POV it's actually a narrator comment and possibly a hint to what's coming. Your smart people review and give me some outlandish ideas as to what you think that line might mean. I know it's short and it's been a while, forgive me?