Chapter 1 : Chapter One
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A/N: This story has been re-written (October 2013).
I have been wanting to tell a darker story, one with Pansy as the main character. I'm quite the Draco/Hermione ship lover, so I wondered how she'd react to them being together. Here's my version of it. Hope you'll like it.
The silence was deafening. As if they all held their breath, waiting for the moment to come.
The moment they’ve been waiting for, for months, had finally arrived.
I watched as the tall, hooded, foul creature silently glided over the floor. As it came closer, I felt as if the life was sucked out of me. I could hardly catch my breath.
I didn’t understand why I was here. What had I done to deserve this? I saved his life, didn’t I?
“I cannot believe this!” I screamed and threw the Daily Prophet violently to the floor.
I pulled my hair and screamed at the top of my lungs.
How could this happen? Everything was going so well, I had a plan and now it was all screwed up. I stomped out of my room and walked down the hall, this had to be fixed as soon as possible. This was without a doubt one of her vicious plans. She wanted to destroy my life.
As I entered the office, I immediately walked to my owl, which rested in its cage. I smacked the cage to wake it up, as I quickly grabbed a paper from my father’s desk.
I quickly scribbled ‘I need to talk to you ASAP. Meet me at the Leaky Cauldron tonight at 7pm - Pansy’ and attached it to my, rather angry, owl and opened the window.
“Fly!” I screamed. The owl gave me a glare before it flew away. Damn animal.
I stood there, watching as the owl became a small black dot in the sky.
He better have a good reason for what he did. I sighed. She was better at this game than I thought she was; that shady little mudblood.
As I sat at the large dinner table in our dining room, my father entered the room, looking rather angry and at the same time disappointed.
I pushed the, now empty, plate to the side. I knew what that look in his eyes meant, he wanted to ask me some questions.
“Pansy, we need to talk” he said as he sat across the table, our eyes met.
I nodded, “I can see that.”
“How are things between you and Draco?” he said, his eyes scrutinizing my every move.
After a little moment I answered him, “things were doing great until recently, we’ve kind of hit a rough patch but we’ll work it out”.
Disbelief and frustration washed over his aged face. His eyes suddenly became teary.
“You mean this?” he said and threw the torn newspaper on the table.
The newspaper I had ripped apart in fury and thrown on the floor this morning was lying in front of me.
The front page of the Daily Prophet was a large black and white picture of Draco Malfoy and the bushy haired girl in his arms. It was from a press conference yesterday, they had announced their engagement and their faces were lit up with happiness and the continuous flashes from the cameras.
‘Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger engaged!’
“I don’t know what you’ve been thinking, Pansy…” my father said. Sadness literally dripping from his voice, “now it all finally makes sense; why I haven’t seen you with him all this time I thought you two were together and why I’ve heard rumours of him and this Hermione Granger girl!”
“We are still together!” I yelled, anger boiling inside of me from the mention of her name. “You don’t understand. She stole him from me! He doesn’t love her, he loves me!”
He stared at me in silence. My eyes met his, he had to believe me.
“Yeah, it’s obvious he loves you and not her” he said and pushed the torn newspaper towards my side of the table. “You need help, Pansy…” he whispered sadly and walked out of the room.
I looked at the newspaper, the picture of Draco lifting the laughing mudblood and spinning her around made me nauseous. She stole him from me, two years ago.
I knew he loved me and if it wasn’t for her and the love potion she kept drugging him with, he and I would be the ones on the front page.
Yes, love potion. The only reason he could ever be attracted to that bushy haired girl from the golden trio. Hermione Granger. Her name was like poison to me. A bitter taste developed in my mouth. Right now, this shady Granger girl is kissing the lips that belonged to me.
I could imagine how happy we’d be… how perfect we’d be for each other, his large pale hand holding mine, standing in front of the photographers and journalists – declaring our love for each other. Unfortunately she beat me to it, but it wasn’t too late for me.
Ready or not, I will take back what’s mine, Granger.
I sat at the table at the corner of the room. It was quite dark in the Leaky Cauldron.
Since it was a Wednesday, there weren’t many in here. It was almost deserted. I had waited for him for a while; he was supposed to be here twenty-five minutes ago. Frustrated I looked out the window several times, to see if he came walking down the street.
Maybe she had found out I sent the letter to him? She’s probably put some potion in his drink again, to keep him away from me. I can’t believe she’d hold him up like this. Draco is not one to be tamed, if he wants to see me, then he should.
The door opened and a tall man entered. He was hooded and his face was hidden behind dark shadows. For a moment he looked around and walked towards me, the moment he spotted me.
I smirked. Of course Granger couldn’t keep him away from me. He loved me.
“Draco, I knew you would-” I said sweetly but was abruptly shushed.
“Shush, Pansy! Now listen to me…” said a voice I immediately recognized as Blaise’s.
He removed his hood, revealing his stern face and gave me a glare. As I was about to ask him where Draco was, he held up his finger to stop me talking.
This only angered me further; nobody should decide whether or not I should talk.
“You listen to me and you do not speak until I am finished” he said angrily, “I am here to tell you to stop contacting Draco. Stop sending letters to him, stop visiting him at his office, stop dropping by their house and stop spreading rumours about him loving you – it’s not true, don’t you get that? How long are you planning to do this? Isn’t it about time you get a life Pansy?”
I looked at him silently.
So Granger had sent Blaise to tell me to stop contacting Draco? Why didn’t she come herself?
I bet she was afraid of me. Of course she was. I’m prettier than her, I’m more deliciously curved and I came from a rich family. I was everything she’s not. She knew perfectly well how attracted Draco was to me.
“You’re Draco’s best friend, right?” I asked, ignoring what he just said.
He seemed taken by surprise, but answered yes.
“Have you ever noticed something fishy about Granger?”
“What do you mean?” he asked, looking quite puzzled, so I assumed he hadn’t noticed anything, unless he was very good at acting.
“I believe Granger drugs Draco with love potion everyday” I said to him importantly, “it’ so obvious she does it, I bet it’s every day she puts it in his drink.”
“You what?!” he said in disbelief, “why on earth do you think that?” he asked, raising his voice.
“Oh please, like he would ever fall for that bookworm we only remember because she once had teeth like a rabbit!” I spat, “it’s true and you know it!”
He dramatically rose from the chair and pointed his finger at me, “don’t you ever think such thing about Hermione! She is one of the nicest people on this planet and the most loving and giving woman I’ve ever met.”
I glared at him. He should be embarrassed by himself for calling a mudblood for nice and loving.
“He was never interested in you, other than bang you a few times. Ever thought of why he always left before the sun rose? He wasn’t in love with you, Pansy, he never was! He loves Hermione and he wants to live with her for the rest of his life. Deal with it, because it won’t change. I can tell you that, because I’m his best friend.”
Why was he still lying about Draco and that mudblood? Wasn’t it so obvious something was wrong?
“Leave Draco alone” Blaise said as he walked away.
I had no intention to stop contacting him.
One day, when she forgets to put love potion in his milk and he sees me, he’ll figure out what’s been going on for two years. He would make sure she regretted everything she’s done.
This needs to end.
Two days later, I stood in front of their house.
In the dark, I would be hard to recognize and nobody would be around to see me.
I whispered “alohomora” and the lock softly clicked open. I smirked, this was too easy.
I silently closed the door behind me and stood still for a moment. There was nothing but silence.
I looked at the stairs for a moment. She was upstairs, sleeping in the same bed as my Draco.
Once she was out of the picture, he would finally come to his senses. He belonged to me.
The small hallway was filled with shoes, their coats hanging on the walls. I noticed a pair of red stilettoes on the stairs, looked like they’d been kicked off… I felt my stomach twist.
I took a step, it creaked a bit. I hesitated but decided to take another. It still creaked, but not so loudly. A few minutes later I had finally reached their bedroom, the door was open.
Standing by the door, I watched Draco sleeping at the left side of the bed, closest to the window.
His bare chest slowly rising and falling, the moonlight making his skin seem flawless, he looked like a prince.
And there she was, sleeping soundlessly on her back, her face turned towards Draco.
There she was, the woman who had turned my life upside down.
Hatred boiled inside me. I could feel it flow in my veins, my muscles twisted; the urge to hurt her was too great.
She didn’t deserve his presence, he was like a god that should be worshipped, not held back and drugged.
I walked over to the bed; standing this close to her was intoxicating. I felt a thrill inside of me, an excitement I had never experienced before. I slowly took the knife out of my little shoulder bag, the metal shining deadly in the moonlight. I studied the knife, I smiled, in a minute it would all be over. Draco would be mine again; we’d get rid of Granger and I could finally be Mrs Malfoy.
Her bushy hair was all over the place, her hands delicately touched Draco’s arm.
“This is for the best, Hermione Granger – there’s only room for one Mrs Malfoy in this world” I whispered and plunged the knife into her chest.
Her eyes opened and she gasped for air, almost screaming. Her eyes widened when she saw me and her hands automatically grabbed my hands that still held the knife. The blood oozing from her wounded chest, my hands covered in red. I put a hand to her mouth to stop her from yelling. I shushed her. Teardrops fell from her brown eyes.
She tried to remove my hand from the knife; she struggled for a few minutes, slowly getting weaker.
I couldn’t stop smiling, I almost laughed at the sight of her wounded and for the first time in years I felt truly happy.
I watched as her hands let go of the knife, the last breath escaping her pale lips, her eyes blank and then she was still.
The dementor came even closer, I could hear it breathing and its horrible smell hit me.
I looked up, to see Draco standing amongst them. There was a vicious hatred in his eyes.
He was standing with Potter, the Weasleys and all of Grangers friends and family.
I still didn’t understand why he hated me so much. Didn’t he know that I did it for him? That I did it for the two of us? We could finally be together again.
I remembered how he reacted when I woke him up, whispering sweet things to him.
Shock painted in his beautiful face when he saw me standing there. When he turned to look at her, when he saw she was dead, he reacted much different from what I thought he would.
He’d jumped to her, screaming, holding her lifeless body and he cried so hard. He tried to wake her up for several minutes, while screaming at me, demanding me to tell him why I’d done it.
His heartbroken cries and piercing screams still echoed in my head…
The dementor was close enough to touch me. Its long fingers slowly pushed the hood from its head. My heart skipped a beat.
Why didn’t Draco stop them from doing this? I looked up again, he had turned his head away but his lips and jaws were tight.
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