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Post by Trixier on Oct 12, 2008 21:03:36 GMT -5
"What ever you do, be as quiet as you possibly can. Stand still for a sec."
Pansy was about to complain, she was about to voice how he shouldn't be warning her about making noise. After all he was the one that wasn't whispering. She felt Harry step away and turned around extending her hands to try and make sure that he didn't leave her in a room in the middle of nowhere. For a moment Pansy thought about what if it had all been a cruel joke? If this was just one of the Slytherins using poly juice and- She shook her head she doubted anyone but Draco would go through all that trouble and he was still giving her the cold shoulder.
As Harry took her hands again she rubbed her thumbs on his hands and quickly stepped to be close to him again and set her other hand on his shoulder.
"There." He said in a quiet satisfied voice. "Let me get a fire going and then we can send you on your way home."
Pansy reached for something to set her hands on to stop them from fiddling with her clothes. Her mind was racing and suddenly she was thinking of what her parents would say if they ran into her. She was wearing muggle clothes,and will probably end up dusty from the fireplace ashes.
She sniffed panicking. "Potter...I need to change my clothes." She whispered and looked down at the floor. "If father and mother or any of the other maids run into me when I get home..." She whispered and removed her cloak letting it fall to the ground with shaking hands.
"I need to take off these muggle clothes..." She said trying to look in the direction that she thought he was in.
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Post by wintersnow on Oct 15, 2008 23:00:10 GMT -5
"Potter...I need to change my clothes." She whispered and looked down at the floor. "If father and mother or any of the other maids run into me when I get home..." She whispered and removed her cloak letting it fall to the ground with shaking hands."I need to take off these muggle clothes..." Harry blinked as he looked up from igniting the fire. It cracked and snapped merrily inside the fireplace, casting a faint orange glow over everything. He came to her side and picked up the cloak she'd dropped onto the floor. "If you wear your cloak and keep it tightly closed it won't be a problem," he told her quietly. "Pansy, you have to get out of here now. I know you're scared, and it'll be okay." He slipped the cloak back over her shoulders and fastened it tight, only to take her hands in his and guide her toward the fire place. "Keep your cloak tight around you and there won't be a problem." Putting one hand into the flower pot which held the floo powder he tossed it into the fire and the flames glowed a brilliant green. "If anything happens to you, send me a message any way you can." and he lightly pushed her into the fireplace. "Go home Pansy. Quickly!" and his hands dropped from hers. |
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Post by Trixier on Oct 16, 2008 10:07:26 GMT -5
"Keep your cloak tight around you and there won't be a problem."
Her hands were freezing so it felt nice that Harry wrapped up his around hers. She let him lead her to the fireplace and she sniffed feeling a sneeze all ready raising from the dirty fireplace. She shivered and took a deep breath.
"If anything happens to you, send me a message any way you can."
"I will send you a message when I arrive at home." She whispered as he pushed her into the fire place. She didn't want to leave she was scared her body was shaking as Harry let go of her hand.
"Go home Pansy. Quickly!"
Pansy didn't know why she still had her hands extended, and she didn't know why she was about to do what she wanted to do. Maybe it was panic, maybe she actually feared never seen him again. Either way she extended her hands and pulled Harry towards it. Not a moment after she pressed her lips against his running her hand through his hair. It wasn't sloppy even if it was fast.
She tossed her hair from her eyes and suppressed a sneeze. "Parkinson Manor!" She shouted behind sneezes.
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Post by wintersnow on Oct 16, 2008 12:05:48 GMT -5
"I will send you a message when I arrive at home." Harry nodded, and then realized she couldn't see him do this. "I'd appriciate that." He said finally. The green flames licked at his hands and fingers, feeling warm against his skin. He withdrew them from the fire and waited, wondering why she wasn't going yet and why her hands were still extended. He looked nervously at her wondering why she wasn't going. If anyone caught them - but that thought was quickly stifled the moment Pansy pulled him forward and pressed her lips against his. Harry inhaled sharply in his surprise, his eyes blinking quickly for a moment. It didn't take but a split second for Harry's thoughts to go from, What the HELL is she DOING? to Her lips are so soft. . .They were soft - an odd feeling against his own. His eyes now closed he exhaled lightly, closed his eyes and just enjoyed. It wasn't a kiss like Cho had given him. Her's were wet because she had always been crying this was different. It was, well the only way Harry could describe it was hot. A warm sensation rose into his chest, making it feel oddly hollow, and Harry found that after a moment his arms were around her, and his tongue was timidly tracing her upper lip. How he'd gotten to this point he didn't know. Perhaps hormones had kicked in, perhaps instinct, whatever the case he found himself much closer to Pansy than dancing would ever allow and he wasn't sure why. Was it because she'd kissed him first? Was it because he'd longed to be close to someone like this since Cho died? Was it nothing but hormones dictating his actions rather than his brain? Was it because he was scared he'd never see Pansy again? Never dance with her, never see her give him that annoyed smile? He felt her hands slipping through his hair and he melted further into her. What was he doing? This wasn't the time or the place. As though reading his mind Pansy broke the kiss. She was sneezing as she gave the fireplace networks where she wanted to go and was vanished in a whipping whirl of green flames leaving Harry standing alone in an orange tinged darkness. He hoped she would be going to the correct destination. He knew that you had to speak clearly to use the floo network, but she had said her destination clearly enough even if she had sneezed after she said it. A hand slipped through his hair and he turned away from the fireplace closing his eyes for a moment. He could still feel the weight of her lips against his. . . |
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Post by Trixier on Oct 16, 2008 13:07:41 GMT -5
Pansy saw a multitude of fireplaces as she was send out of Grimmauld Place and to her own home. She felt dizzy, and she wasn't sure if it had been because of what had just happened or because of the Floo transportation. She was fairly certain that it wasn't the travel that was making her weary. She finally reached her destination.
It was quiet, dark, no one was moving in the house. It was only now as she stepped towards her room and shook ashes out of her clothes that she thought about the sensations that she felt when she had kissed Harry. It wasn't like kissing Draco, Draco had been forceful not like Harry. Harry seemed to have enjoyed she had no need for reservations to think about what was proper. His lips were different, not as thin and not moved into a smirk like Draco's always were.
She had opened her mouth, her fingernails had scratched at his scalp and the worst sensation was the butterflies that now arrived at her stomach, the feeling in her chest, the fast beating of heart. She felt it hard to breath and her steps were heavy as she walked up to her room.
Every couple of steps she looked around and over her shoulder making sure no one overheard her. She opened the door to her room and stepped in. She breathed hard and her maiden immediately stepped out of bed. The polyjuice potion had also worn off on her and she looked worried. Pansy waved her wand and lighted a candle as she stepped to her dresser area.
She opened a drawer and took out a pouch. The memory of the photograph being taken was still in her mind her paranoia taken over her. Her hands shook and she took a couple of deep breaths.
She looked into the pouch they were some galleons in there. She doubted it would be enough to what she was asking her maid to do.
"You need to leave. You can not come back to this house." She took a deep breath the maid looked offended and about to ask if she had done anything wrong. Pansy raised her hand to stop her.
"I am attempting to do something good for your own sake. I know you should be offered more and I shall send you more galleons." She snapped and took a deep breath. Pansy's shaky hands were put on her shoulders. "You need to leave tonight." She said almost shaking her.
As the maid still stood there confused Pansy took a deep breath. "LEAVE!" She snapped.
The brunette changed her clothes and folded her muggle clothes and shoved it under her bed. She then walked to her desk and wrote a short letter. A small smile came to her lips as she begun to write the letter paranoia leaving her mind and the warm sense that she had before she left Grimmauld Place.
The same charms that she usually placed on the letters were set and she begun to write.
I am completely safe, at home and about to go to bed.
She smirked before adding.
I had a lovely time. I will see you at the ball please do not make a fool of yourself before I reach you.
She folded the letter and opened the cage of her owl attaching the letter to him. She quickly grabbed it back and wrote the name on the front. Slowly she wrote her name for the boy and then giggled slightly but quickly shook her head.
Pauper
"Well you know who to go to." She paused. "Go and come back before morning." The owl flew off and she sat on her bed the feeling of Harry near her still making her uneasy.
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