Chapter Three

I want to grow suspicious with you...

Pansy watched with languid grace as Draco ate his dinner. She was over him of course. But he was a nice boy. he deserved someone special. Some one who would take care of his paper heart (A/N: Sorry, I couldn't resist).

She could never be that girl. She was too heartless sometimes. Draco needed someone who could hold him. Some one who could care for him. Pansy could be that girl in that respect, but she knew she never would. She didn't feel like that for him.

Pansy straightened and finished her soup.

"So, who was that date with?" She asked in what she hoped was a casual voice.

He grinned at her. "Wouldn't you like to know."

She resisted the urge to strangle him, but the effort cost her. "Yes I would."

"Tough."

"What?" She pouted. "Not even a hint for your good friend."

He glanced at her again, still grinning. "Very well. She goes here."

Pansy glared at him. "The hell kind of a hint is that?"

"The obscure kind. She could have been from Beauxbatons. And besides you know it's a she."

"Oh, yes, I was sooo worried about that." Pansy proclaimed with elaborate sarcasm.

Draco stood up and walked off. He was still grinning and there was a jump in his step. Pansy thought about following him, but changed her mind when Blaise came to join her. Blaise flicked a crumb from her hand with the gentlemanly grace that caused Pansy to often gasp a bit when he was around. She sometimes felt like a fairytale princess around him. She looked over at him. He was good looking. Draco's looks were an aristocratic kind leaving you with the feeling he was either going to belittle you or ignore you. Blaise was rugged. Indiana Jones met Will Smith. He was utterly charming with out effort, unlike Draco.

Blaise raised an eyebrow at the sudden scrutiny.

She nodded towards the departed Slytherin God. "What's up with him?"

"I thought we established that he had a girl friend."

"I know. But usually he tells me about this kind of stuff. Or you. And I know you wouldn't hold out on me." She batted her eyes at him playfully.

He laughed softly and helped her out from the table. She smiled at him and let him lead her from the room. She noticed Theodore's look of jealousy. She had told him time and again that she and Draco were just friends. Be seemed disinclined to believe her.

Pansy decided not to let him bother her and swept off on Blaise's arm.

(A/N: Serious Flirting here. More in the next chapter.