This will have some of the last chapter in the beginning of it so yes you are seeing double lol.

Please don't be in love with someone else

Please don't have somebody waiting on you

Chapter 9: Hufflepuff vs Slytherin

We had gotten out of our meeting about the Yule Ball and had entered our dorm when my mum's huge eagle owl Artemis came and perched on my shoulder holding a letter in her beak.

I rolled her eyes in disgust as I snatched the letter out of the owl's mouth. "Great, just what I needed." I growled.

"What's the matter?" asked Harry.

"Just a letter from my dear old mummy." I said feeling myself getting annoyed.

"I take it letters from home aren't welcomed?"

"Hardly. It's more than likely her harping and reiterating her guidelines to keep me acting like her precious proper pureblood princess."

"Nice alliteration" said Harry clearly trying to make me laugh.

"Thanks." I said giving him a small chuckle as I ripped the envelope open and sat down to read the letter. I liked that he always tried to do something whenever he seen me upset.

I read the letter and as I did, a flood of different emotions came over my body. Each one going from bad, to worse.

Dearest Pansy,

It has been awhile since I have heard from you lovely. How are you doing? How are your Head Girl duties? I had figured you were ruling over your peers with grace as well as an iron thumb. However, it has come to mine and your father's attention that you have been seen spending your time with other houses, namely Gryffindor.

I was very distraught to hear that you haven't really talked to your friends lately and have now associated yourself with blood traitors and Mudbloods. What is going on with you?

Another thing I have heard is that you and Draco seem to be in some troubled waters. Apparently you haven't been seen talking to him or even associating yourself with him much. Why am I hearing such things? You and Draco are perfect together darling and you and Draco's marriage will be everything you ever wished for. Stop blowing him off.

I want to hear from you more. And I do not want anyone writing me with any more horrid reports. You are a Parkinson. You need to act like one.

All my love,

Mum.

"Why that no good (rip) arrogant (rip) snooty (rip) insensitive (rip) pig!" I yelled as I ripped up the letter and threw it in the fireplace.

"Incendeo" I said, igniting the fireplace and burning that horrid letter.

"Are you okay?" asked Harry.

"No I'm not. I'm so sick of not having a life of my own! Not being able to be me! And whoever has been running their mouths shall surely get it!" I said, my body shaking with rage.

"What do you mean? What happened?" he asked as he put one of his hands on my shoulder.

His concerned touch caused me to flinch "It's nothing. I...I can handle it. I'll be fine." i said getting up and walking out the door.

I couldn't believe that someone at this school was playing tattletale and going to my parents, telling them shit. My mind was racing as I headed to Slytherin dungeons.

I went into the Slytherin common room looking for Draco. The only people in there were Millicent and Daphne.

"Have either one of you seen Draco?" I asked the girls.

Daphne and Millicent looked at each other and then back at me.

"Earlier in class but not since then." said Millicent.

"He's probably somewhere with Blaise and Theo. What's wrong with you Pans?" asked Daphne. She was always able to read my emotions.

"Some bloody prat has been going back to my mum and reporting shit to her. I am livid!"

The girls gasped. "Oh dear." said Millicent. "Do you have a clue as to whom?"

"No but when I find out who it is, heads will roll." I growled.

"We will listen out for you won't we Mili?" said Daphne.

Millicent nodded. "Yes definitely. As if we don't have enough snakes in here."

"Thanks girls. I need to go and find Draco. I'll see you later." I said turning and heading out the door.

I walked away angrily from the dungeons. I still couldn't get over it. I can't even have one final year of my own without someone going back to my family and causing problems.

I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I ran into someone hard. I crashed into the person then fell to the ground, my hair covering my face.

"Oh my! I am so so sorry!" said a girl's voice as she helped me up.

"No, it was me I'm sorry. Should have been paying attention." I said moving my hair from my face. Then I met fucking Susan right in her brown eyes.

"Oh. It's you Pansy." she said as if my name was a bad taste on her mouth.

"Susan." I said with equal poison.

We glared at each other and the mere seconds felt like hours. Now I realized the little bint didn't like me as much as I didn't like her. But why?

"Well I better be going. Looking for a friend." I said.

"Oh me too. Harry actually." she said smugly.

"Why are you looking for Harry?" I asked before I could stop myself.

"Well, as if it was any concern to you-"

"And it is. He is after all my roommate." I interrupted.

Susan smirked. "As I was saying, I was finding him to invite him to the Yule Ball. Gotta get him on ice you know?"

My mouth dropped. "You're going to ask him to the ball?"

"Uh yes? Why? You sound as if you don't like the idea of it."

"That's because I don't. I take it you realize that." I said seeing myself pouncing on her.

"I knew it. You fancy Harry don't you?" she asked with a sneer.

I was taken aback. So she really did know. "And what of it?"

Susan laughed in my face. "Really? You fancy him? You must be joking. Harry doesn't want you."

I felt my blood beginning to boil. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

"You're a bloody Slytherin slag. Why would he want to be seen in public with the likes of you? You think because he gave you a little pity dance at Angelina Johnson's party that he all of a sudden has feelings for you? Don't make me laugh."

"You little bitch. How dare you talk to me like that, have you lost your mind? I will hex you bald!" I said feeling my wand hand itch.

"No you won't." said the shrew, confidently. "You won't lay a finger on me. You want Harry to think you're all nice, sweet, and reformed. You're shit, Parkinson. You'll never be whatever it is you're trying to be and Harry will never be yours."

That sorry excuse for a witch had the nerve to allow those words to come out of her mouth! Her face was so close to mine, I could smell the pumpkin juice on her breath.

A million hexes swarmed in my head. Should I indeed hex her bald? Should I give her a pimple curse? Ginny taught me her famous bat-bogey hex, and while mine wasn't as good as hers I could very well mess up her nasal cavity.

But unfortunately she was right. I did want Harry to see that I wasn't a bad person anymore. So I did something that I never thought I would do to someone who was challenging me.

"We shall see." I growled at he. And then I walked passed her, heading for my dorm.

Clever bitch. She was going to be more trouble than I had anticipated. Looks like I had to pluck up some courage quicker than I thought and ask him myself.

I didn't realize that the troll was following me until I seen Harry coming out of our dorm. And he didn't look very happy for some reason.

"Hey Harry, I have something to-"

"HARRY! Can I talk to you for a second?" interrupted Susan in a fake sweet voice.

Harry looked at me and then at Susan. "Sure Sue, what is it?"

"Would you like to be my date for the ball?" she said in a voice that would make your teeth rot and fall out simultaneously.

Harry looked as if he wasn't expecting to be asked that. I looked intently at him begging him with my eyes to say no. He looked over and seen what my eyes were saying. And he glared at me as if I had done something wrong.

"Sure Sue, I'd love to." he said not even looking at her, but at me.

The little bint squeaked and hugged him. I felt as if my feet had been charmed to stick to the floor. When I finally gained control over them I turned from the pair and walked away.

My eyes were getting puffy holding in the tears that I was refusing to let fall for this boy. How could he say yes to her? And what had I done to make him look at me like that?

I felt as if my heart had crumbled into a million pieces. I had no idea where I was even going, I just had to get as far away from those two as possible.

After a while of walking I found myself seeing Gryffindor colors around me. I must have been close to Gryffindor tower.

Sure enough, there was the portrait of the Fat Lady that I would hear Gryffindors speak about. A first year was about to go in and I asked her to see if Ginny was in there for me.

She did me one better and allowed me to come into the common room with her. These Gryffs were too nice for their own good.

I walked in with the girl and she told me she would go and get Ginny for me. I sat down in one of their huge sofas that was in the room and gazed at the fire in their fireplace.

"Pansy?" said a male's voice pulling me from the mesmerizing fire.

I looked on and seen Dean standing over me. I tried my best to perk up some.

"Oh, hi Dean."

"How did you get into my neck of the woods?" he asked with a smile.

"Oh. I was looking for Ginny actually, and this first year let me in."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Dumb firsties. They trust damn near everyone. Not that there is a problem with you, but they know they aren't supposed to let just anyone in here."

"I understand. Slytherin is like that too. The only ones that have been in there are Ginny and some Ravenclaw for Theo."

"Shall I keep you company while you wait for Gin?" he asked me.

"Sure, of course." I said sliding over so Dean could sit beside me.

Dean sat down and smiled again at me. He smelled as if he had just recently showered. He smelled of fresh soap and whatever man stuff that guys used. It was intoxicating.

His smile faded some when he looked into my face. "Are you okay? You looked as if you were crying."

I rubbed my eyes. "Oh no. Just allergies. Pollen and such." I said stupidly

"Allergies? In almost winter weather? Of course." he said jokingly.

"Yes. It's much worse this time of year." I joked back.

We sat in silence for awhile. My thought drifted back to Harry and that Hufflepuff slag Susan. She had beaten me. That whore had actually beaten me by asking him to the ball.

The ball...stupid thing really. I shouldn't even go.

No wait!

"So Dean," I said. "I had been meaning to speak with you actually."

"About what?"

"The ball. Did your question still stand? About me going to the ball with you?" I asked.

Dean sat up straight. "Yeah of course. Are you saying that you will go with me?"

"I'm saying I'd love to go with you to the ball." I said smiling.

Dean smiled big. "Wicked! I was really hoping you would say yes. We're gonna have a great time."

I smiled and nodded. "I think so too. Actually I know we will."

"Brilliant!" said Dean.

"What's brilliant?" said Ginny from the stairs. "Pansy, how did you get in here?"

"A firstie let her in. And she just agreed to go to the ball with me." said Dean standing up proudly. I blushed. I never had a boy be proud to do something with me.

"Oh...okay. Umm...well good for you two." said Ginny confused.

"Well I'll leave you girls too do whatever girls do. See you around Pansy." said Dean as he shook my hand and then kissed it, something else I had never had a guy do before.

"Bye." I said softly as he went out of the room.

Ginny ran over to the couch and slammed down beside me.

"What the bloody hell was that?" she yelled/whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"I thought you wanted to go with Harry!"

"I did. That was until that Hufflepuff shrew asked him right in front of me and he said yes to her, right bloody in front of me."

Ginny gasped and covered her mouth. "That classic bitch!"

"Yeah I know. Dean had asked me a couple of weeks ago and I had told him I would think about it. And now I guess we are going. I'm not going to let Harry nor Susan hurt me. I'm going with Dean and we are going to have fun."

Ginny smiled. "Exactly. Fuck them both right about now. Come on, we have to get ready!" she said taking my hand.

But the ball isn't for another two weeks!" I said, laughing.

"I know, but we still have a million things to do!" said Ginny as she pulled me up to her dorm.