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Warnings: non-monogamy, male/male ships, female/female ships, male/female ships, smut, non-consent, and illusion of character death. (more will be added as needed as this is a WIP, and I don't want to surprise someone with a squick)

Wonder Why They Hadn't

Parkinson wakes up under warm blankets. She wiggles and squirms beneath them until she remembers that her covers aren't this soft. And for a moment she can't recall where she is, but then drags herself up looking around the room. Her eyes were drawn to the only light in the room, a lamp on Hermione's desk. The sight of the brown hair girl reminds Pansy where she is.

Pansy clears her throat. "Did you get enough sleep?"

"Oh, you're awake. I was just about to wake you myself. Just as soon as I finished with this page. That is. But didn't know when you usually wake up. Though I am feeling a little hungry, so I kind of wanted to grab breakfast in a few."

"I have no clue what time it is, but I'm up now." Pansy glances down at the space next to her. The covers looking mostly flat and untouched. She realizes the only reason to think Hermione moved at all was because the girl had changed clothes. She frowns. "Did you sleep at all?"

"Er. No." Hermione picks up her books quickly as if she has to leave the room this instant. "I usually don't sleep the night before the first day of school. Nothing to worry about. It's normal for me. I get too nervous and excited to sleep." The words rush out her mouth as she picks up pieces of parchment. "I'm going down to the Great Hall. I'll see you later, Parkinson." She nods as she jets out the door. Not certain why she just told Pansy all that. It wasn't something that had ever come up around Harry or Ron, and not even Ginny for that matter. So why had she told Pansy, a girl who she barely knew?

Pansy stays still for a moment absorbing what the girl said before collapsing back onto the bed. She thinks that was a terrific way to bollucks things up. She shouldn't have said anything. But how can anyone stay up all night studying? Wouldn't all the reading make the girl's eyes tired? Besides Hermione was studying before school even began, making Pansy decide that Hermione is strange.



On her way out, she catches Draco and Blaise sitting in the common room. An eerie quiet hovers in the room making her think they had just finished talking about her. It wouldn't be the first time. She wonders for a moment if they were just surprised that she walked in instead of actually talking about her. She glances between the two wondering where they were last night, and knows they arrived after curfew. Yet here they were dressed and ready to go before she was. They didn't even look tired, which is exactly how she felt. Tired and Numb.

Maybe it was because she didn't quite know why she wanted to finish school. Her scores wouldn't matter when her life had already been planned out for her for a while now.

Maybe it was because of love lost. Some things were not hers to give no matter what she wanted.

Or just maybe it was because of how much she cried last night. There had been so many tears in front of someone who had no reason to be nice to her.

She looks around meeting their eyes as if she could ask without words what they wanted. Blaise only shrugs while Draco looks confused, and strides over to her stopping few paces away. He takes a wide stance and sneers. "Did you spend all night with that Granger girl?"

"Why do you care?"

"I'm your fiancé."

"Not because you wanted to be."

"It still means something."

Pansy ignores him looking past him to Blaise. "Where were you two boys last night? You weren't here."

Draco sneers. "Were we supposed to be, Pansy?"



"No." She sighs. "It just would have been nice, is all. But you weren't here and I was crying. Such a stupid thing to cry over. I should have known it wouldn't have lasted. I just didn't expect it to happen like that. I didn't expect that I would see it was someone else who made her happy. I didn't expect that there would be nothing that I could do."

"Even if you know. Rejection still hurts." Blaise replies. "I know how much you liked that Slytherin girl, but there are others."

"But what does that have to do with Granger?" Draco asks as Blaise rolls his eyes.

"She just saw me crying, but I think she just felt pity because then she hugged me. Then she only had me stay because it was past curfew. And which I noticed you still weren't back yet. But she'll probably just ignore me now because I had to go and say something stupid."

Fighting back the tears, she turns to leave. She continues to talk over her shoulder though. "Can't talk about it any more right now. I'm about to start crying. Again. I bloody hate crying. Besides classes are about to start, and it won't do to show up with a red blotchy face. Or else I would never hear the end of it. First day and all that."

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