Title: The Best Tiramisu
eam: Caerphilly Catapults
Position: Chaser 1
Round: QL Daily Finish the Lyrics Competition
Prompt: Daylight
Additional Prompts used: NA
April Madness: number 13
Prompt: (food) popcorn
Writing club: quotations number 14; days of the month number 30- National Honesty Day; folklore number 2- cardigan; colour theory number 7- (Bambi) Thumper; Founder says- Godric says number 5; AU-wesome Adventures number 8
Prompt: "[Name], I love you. I don't know what's going on but maybe I can help. Would you like me to kill someone for you?"; Write about someone telling the truth or coming clean; (item) black lipstick; (dialogue) "If you can't say something nice, don't say nothing at all."; "Uhhh...I can explain."; [dialogue] "Well isn't this… charming."
Easter Special Event: Easter Egg Hunt number 5 Hogsmeade; find the easter bunny number 12 In the roots of a prepubescent mandrake
Prompt: (trait) sweet tooth; (object) chocolate bar
Gotta Catch Them All: Type: normal number 1- Eevee
Prompt: Pansy Parkinson
Gather Your Party: Sorcerer number 2 Clockwork Soul:
Prompt: (Item) pocket watch
Scamander's Case: Billiwig, female
Prompt: (colour) sapphire blue
Word count: 1377
Betas: Rose
A/N Set in an AU where pairings and even family trees may be massively different. There is no evil Voldemort in this universe and therefore none of the prejudice present in canon. Allow your imagination to run wild with this series of tales.
Warnings: Some homophobic/chauvinistic opinions although they do get called out
"Do you fancy going somewhere for dinner tonight?" Ron asked, as he added lavish amounts of butter and jam to his scone. "Or will you be too full after all the tea and cakes we've had this afternoon?"
"Ron, I thought you knew me by now?" Pansy laughed as she speared a large amount of Victoria sponge on the end of her fork. "If dinner can include dessert, then I'm there. I've got a sweet tooth, just like you."
Ron smiled across the table at her, "I know. I was just checking. Giving you a chance to back out. You know– in case you were regretting our decision to be seen out together in daylight. In case you were wishing that we'd just kept our relationship a secret."
"Ron," Pansy said with a mouthful of sponge cake, "you arrived at my house with the biggest chocolate bar from Honeydukes I've ever seen, you've bought me popcorn, tea and…" Pansy did a quick count of the number of plates on the small café table they were sitting at, "–three slices of cake so far today. And now you're offering to take me for dinner and let me get dessert. I'm not regretting anything, except that I wish we hadn't kept our relationship a secret for so long. In fact, if I'd known you would have a sweet tooth to match mine and that you would indulge my sweet tooth, I would have suggested we be seen out in daylight together much sooner than this! I'm having the best day of my life!"
She smiled at Ron, with a bit of cake stuck between her teeth. Ron grinned back at her.
"So am I. I'm happy you don't tell me not to eat so many sugary things. You've got cake between your teeth, by the way, did you know?" Ron grinned at Pansy once more and shoved an entire buttered and jammed scone into his mouth at once.
"Have I?" Pansy fretted. "Oh, I hate you seeing me like that. What must you think of me?"
"Aoadonwantettgotwast," Ron said, chewing on the entire scone.
"What?" Pansy asked as she dug the piece of cake from between her teeth with her fingernail. Ron hastily swallowed the scone.
"I only said I don't want that bit of cake to go to waste," Ron grinned at Pansy. "I think you look beautiful, no matter what."
Pansy flushed and promptly dropped her fork on the ground in her delight. She bent down to retrieve it, giving Ron a clear view of the rest of the café.
"I don't believe it!" Ron seethed.
"Ouch," Pansy said, banging her head on the table as she reemerged holding her fork. "What's wrong?"
"Ginny! She's leaning in to kiss Loony Lovegood!"
"Urgh!" Pansy pulled a face.
"No, I'm not having this," Ron said, getting up from the table and stomping across to where Ginny was sitting.
"Ginny! What are you doing?" Ron's angry voice made Ginny and Luna jump apart.
"I'm on a date, Ronald!" Ginny fumed, turning to face the youngest of her brothers. "And I was having a lovely time until you so rudely interrupted us!"
"But she's a girl!" Ron spluttered.
"Oh, how very perceptive of you," Ginny replied acidly.
"But you're not gay! You aren't allowed to be gay! I forbid it!"
"You're not the boss of me!" Ginny seethed. "I'm a grown witch. I can do what I like and what makes me happy!"
"But you can't be happy with a girl. You need a man to make you happy. To have a family," Ron blustered.
"I'm not gonna ask you if you just said what I think you just said because I know it's what you just said. I can't even look at you right now, Ronald! You make me so angry. How dare you presume to tell me what I need to make me happy! How dare you presume to tell any woman what she needs to make her happy! We don't need men to tell us what is good for us or what will make us happy! And straight or not, no woman needs to rely on a man to be happy. This is not the Middle Ages! It is not illegal or wrong for me to be with a woman, so why don't you just run along and get back to whatever you were doing before you so rudely interrupted us!" Ginny fumed, glaring at her brother who still stood there with his mouth hanging open. "What are you doing here, anyway? You'd better not be following me or Morgana help you, Ron, I will curse you with the Bat Bogey Hex so intensely that it will take St Mungo's a week to undo it!"
"I– not your business what I'm doing here," Ron said bristling, while Ginny laughed derisively.
"So, it's not my business what you're doing here but you felt it necessary to insert yourself in my business? You're such a hypocrite. You just wait until I tell mum that you're stalking me."
"I– not stalking–on a date–" Ron flushed blotchily.
"You're on a date?" Ginny sneered. "Who's desperate enough to date you?"
"Ron?" Pansy said as she approached the table.
"You!" Ginny said contemptuously.
"You!" said Pansy, matching Ginny's contempt.
"Ron, you can't seriously be on a date with that ugly little tart?" Ginny googled at Ron.
"If you can't say something nice, don't say nothing at all." Pansy glared at Ginny. "Ron, I love you. I don't know what's going on but maybe I can help. Would you like me to kill someone for you?"
"She loves you? You? How long have you two been dating?"
"About six months if you must know," Ron replied.
"So, you've kept your relationship a secret?"
"Uhhh...I can explain."
"Urgh," Ginny groaned. "I don't think I want to know."
"Well, isn't this… charming," Pansy sneered, "but I think I would rather leave, Ron. I might throw up if I have to watch her kiss Loony."
"The feeling is mutual!" Ginny fumed.
Ron pulled out his pocket watch and looked at the time, "Let's not be hasty, love; we've still got tea and cake at our table. We've got time to finish that, then go back to yours–"
"Urgh," Ginny groaned again, pretending to retch.
"–to get changed for dinner," Ron finished, glaring at Ginny.
Ron sat in the living room of Pansy's flat, snacking on the other bag of popcorn they had bought when leaving Wonderland, while Pansy was in her bedroom trying on every outfit she owned, looking for something to wear to dinner.
"What about this?" she asked Ron, coming into the living room in her fifth outfit. She was wearing a short, tight fitting red and black lace dress and black lipstick this time.
"Wow!" Ron breathed. "You look amazing!"
"Hmm… I'm not sure," Pansy said. "I think the black lipstick might be all wrong for dinner. Actually, the dress too, never mind." With that Pansy disappeared back into her bedroom to change, again. After several more minutes, in which Ron finished the bag of popcorn, Pansy finally reappeared in a knee-length, flowy dress of some sapphire blue shimmery material.
"Right. I'm ready now!" Pansy declared.
"Merlin, you look hot in that," Ron said as he looked Pansy up and down approvingly, licking his lips. "Almost makes me want to skip dinner."
"Almost?" Pansy said, her lips twitching into a sly smile.
"Well, we did say we'd get dessert and I'll enjoy taking that off you more after we've had dessert."
"That was the best Tiramisu I've ever had," Pansy declared, patting her lips with her napkin.
"Me too," Ron replied. "I'm all ready to get back to yours now." Ron caught the waiter's attention to pay for dinner.
"I'm going to powder my nose and then I'm ready to go." Pansy smiled.
Pansy returned several minutes later and Ron helped her into her coat at the door as another couple came in.
"This place has the best Tiramisu. I promise you."
"You always find the best places for our dates," Ron heard a familiar voice say.
"Percy?" Ron said, turning around to find himself face to face with his brother and his date…
