A/N: So sorry for the late update! Life got in the way, but it's all good. -SlytherinEmo
Pansy is laying down on her Queen-sized bed with Hazelnut and Vanilla Bean, taking pictures using a new filter. Her two cats were currently taking a nap on her chest and stomach. With her being the wonderful owner that she is, she decided it would be cruel to wake them up without taking pictures first. Puppy ears on cats: classic. After taking many pictures, she finally got one that was perfect to send to Theo and Draco, not to mention putting it on her SnapStory so her followers could die from the cuteness. Theo automatically responded with heart eye emojis. Draco, on the other hand, decided to video call her.
"Hey, Draco," she whispered, conscious of the little angels still sleeping on her.
"Hey," he mumbled, rubbing his face with his hand. He then let out a groan.
"What's wrong?" she immediately questioned him. Now that she took a good look at him, she noticed he had a bit of a dark tint under his eyes. He also was out in public with stubble. This was serious. The last time she saw him like this was when he was agonizing over his proposal to his boyfriend.
"Harry was freaking out about the reception again. He is worried that it will rain and people will track in mud and cause someone else to slip... Then he started to rant about how if the guests bring umbrellas, what if they end up clashing? Nevermind the fact that half the wedding guests are going to be gingers and it's going to physically hurt my eyes to see that happen, but really? He just rolled his eyes at me and kept talking about umbrellas. Polka dots and you remember that Looney girl from high school? Yeah, apparently she own a hideous neon green one with pineapples all over it. Pineapples. He was considering ordering a bulk of black umbrellas just for the wedding and hand them out at the dinner party the night before the wedding. I tried to talk him out of it, but then he was shooting me these puppy eyes and, you know. I caved and ended up handing over my credit card. You would think that puppy eyes wouldn't be able to work with glasses, but he makes it work. It was those damn green eyes... I had to leave on the pretense of getting coffee. Which I will get... just not now."
Pansy snorted softly. "You're terrible under stress. Good thing Potter only wants you for your pretty looks."
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Your wit never ceases to amuse me."
"I live to please," Pansy winked.
"Speaking of please... Please tell me you have a date."
"Draco," Pansy rolled her eyes. "I'm already doing you a favor by being the photographer for your wedding. The last thing I need is a date to only abandon her by taking pictures the whole time. Can't I just bring Hazelnut and Vanilla Bean?"
"You need an actual human as a date."
"I do have a date... Kind of." Pansy winced.
"YOU DO? WHO IS SHE?" Draco exclaimed. The two balls of fluff on her jumped and blinked accusingly at her as though it was all her fault they were woken up. They then hopped off of her bed and walked out of the bedroom.
"You woke them up!" Pansy sat up and turned the phone so he could see their tails just as they walked out the door.
"Ooops," the blond grimaced. "Sorry. Don't try to change the subject! Who is she?"
She ran her hand through her hair. She glanced down at the tips of her hair and made a face. Maybe it was time for a haircut? "It's not a for sure thing, but there's potential. We matched on a dating app. I sent her a message but she hasn't replied." Pansy pouted.
"You know, Pansy, people do have a thing called 'a job'..." Draco teased, giving her a half-smirk. "I'm sure that she has had a busy day and hasn't had a chance to check her phone. Where did you say she worked?"
"Says the trust fund baby..." mumbled Pansy. "Fine. I'll wait before I do anything. And I didn't say. She's a veterinarian."
"Hmmmm... Say... Are Vanilla Bean and Hazelnut feeling okay?"