“Draco!” cried Pansy Parkinson, flinging her hands to embrace the person she loved. Draco Malfoy, however, had different thoughts. Pretending to enjoy seeing her, he nodded to Blaise Zabini - who understood the sign. So, later on, they were sitting in the common room talking in low, hushed tones.

“You have got to be mad, Draco. I would kill to have Parkinson to date me,” moaned Blaise. Draco shook his head firmly and gazed into the depths of the pretty lit fire. 

“You don’t understand. I might love other people…” He said, getting slightly annoyed with Blaise. He was meant to be his best friend! Shouldn’t he be supporting him? Muttering under his breath darkly he turned to leave but Blaise said hurriedly.

“I love her, Draco. I can’t stand it, she doesn’t even know I exist!”. Slowly turning on the spot, Draco looked suspicious.

“Pansy?” He said, barely whispering. 

“It’s her. Hermione Jean Granger.” Blaise said but as soon as his words were out of his mouth, he ran, shocked at what he said and leaving the gaping Draco standing in the eerie semi-darkness. Carefully, Draco started to walk out but a hand was touching him on the shoulder. 

“Draco! We must go! Mrs Malfoy - your mother - is waiting in the car! Oooh, I’m spending the holidays with my Drac!” It was Pansy Parkinson. Gleefully pulling his arm she tugged him to the car where Narcissa stode waiting, beaming as she saw her son. Darn, though Draco as he remembered that he invited her over. Who should I date, if I haven't chosen her? Well, let’s see, he thought silently and began listening to himself. Blood-traitor Weasley, Mudblood Granger, Snobby Greengrass, uh, thought of Draco as he looked at himself in disgust. He didn’t know what was about to happen.

It was midnight, as Draco gazed at his book sleepy eyed. But then, a soft voice came.

“Draco?” It was Pansy. But this wasn’t it. She lay down on his bed without asking and said.

“ Surprise! Want some water so you get to sleep?” Draco nodded, horrified. As he drank, Pansy was right, it made him better. So, closing his eyes he drifted off to sleep. He didn’t know that Pansy was looking at him for a long time and cuddling beside.

(BACK IN SCHOOL AFTER AWKWARD HOLIDAY)

Draco didn’t know what was going on that night, but was never aware. He had a train of thoughts, all trying to burst out and had an argument shooting off like fireworks inside him. 

Pansy is nice!

She is a snob. I have others.

That’s a lie! Pansy is the best you can have!

Hm, we could wait, 

Nope. Pansy. It’s her!!

Confused, Draco found himself in a classroom after lessons, and Pansy was grinning. Shutting the door with a key and casting “Muffliato”, she turned to Draco and whispered to him. 

“Draco, I want you to kiss me.” It wasn’t a request, it was an order. An order firm but gentle, her deep, caring eyes gazing at Draco yet with a tingle of hope. That moment, Draco knew. The woman he loved most was in front of him, the best one.

Written By Andromeda Riddle

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