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Every time she caught sight of him it was as though a bolt of lightning had struck every part of Pansy Parkinson's body, igniting carnal feelings that made everything else pale in comparison. She was not the only witch to have noticed Draco Malfoy's magnetic appeal, but she had been the first and that made him hers.
"The name's Draco Malfoy- how do you do?" Malfoy had quite literally extended the hand of friendship, eager to forge alliances from the beginning of his first year. There had been an enigmatic allure about his eyes, and as she had allowed him to shake her hand Pansy felt the strangest tingle racing up her fingers.
"Pansy Parkinson, and the pleasure is all mine." She had given him her most winning smile.
When she had spoken those words at the tender age of eleven, Pansy had no idea just how true they would become. As time had passed, that first little spark had turned into an electric jolt in the pit of her stomach every time she caught sight of Malfoy. The sight of his hands, animated before him as he tried to convey an idea to Crabbe and Goyle, drove her to distraction when she imagined their dexterity being put to better use. Whenever she saw his platinum blonde hair shining in the sunlight, Pansy could not but help wondering what it would feel like knotted between her fingers.
"I don't love you Pansy. You do realise that, don't you?" Draco had looked at her, his pale face flushed scarlet. For once his knowing grey eyes had been wide in bewilderment. In response, Pansy had simply tossed her head.
"That doesn't matter. You feel this is much as I do. You want me, and that's what counts." Pansy licked her lips in anticipation. When Malfoy kissed her it was as though her senses were being allowed a taste of something more glorious than most were allowed to experience.
All along she had known that it could never last; Draco's heart had never been in their passionate relationship. He wanted her body, but his own desire had always lacked the insatiable intensity of Pansy's. Even now, when she saw him hand in hand with Astoria Greengrass, Pansy knew that there was nothing she would not do for just one more searing moment of pleasure.
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