Just go
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She thinks he's beautiful. She always has; his white-blonde hair is always perfect, and his alabaster skin seems to shimmer incandescently. His eyes are grey, and they always hold so much emotion that it almost hurts to look in them.
Pansy knows he has his mask carefully settled on his face, and she knows that even she has never seen beyond it. Draco's afraid enough to never let it fall; at least, she thinks it's fear that holds him back. She can't be certain; after all, she doesn't really know him.
They've had their fun together, to be sure. Scattered kisses and whispered words- but never did Draco tell her she was beautiful, or that he loved her, or that she was even worth something. Pansy expected too much. She knew she did.
But she couldn't quite help falling in love with him. She wished he would talk to her more, and tell her things; she wished more than anything that they could actually be happytogether. She knew they couldn't. They were both much to volatile for that. Why push something that wasn't meant to be?
That was why she wasn't quite surprised when she heard that he was courting Astoria Greengrass. An arranged marriage, to be sure; but it still hurt, Merlin, it hurt. Wasn't she respectable enough, from a good enough Pureblood family? Wasn't she enough?
He came to her later that week, just as he always did. Thursdays, at nine; it was always the same. Pansy's seated in her favorite chair, looking utterly perfect, or at least she thinks, and she sees his eyes widen. But she just walks over to him, and whispers two words in his ear. It takes all the strength she has.
"Just go." She turns quickly, to hide her tears; and then he's gone. He doesn't come back next Thursday, even though she waited all night for him. Foolish.
Pansy marries another Pureblood, and she's rich and beautiful and powerful and she has everything her family wanted her to have. She has the life of a queen, and she's treated appropriately. No one knows how much she cries when she's alone, or how she carefully avoids Draco at the elegant functions that are a requirement for both of them.
She pretends. Because, isn't being happy without the person you want the perfect revenge?
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Also for OCDdegrassi.