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[ her-- his, eyes widened in confusion, following after pansy-- herself, in a rather hurried pace. how could someone be walking around in her body, and she herself stuck in theodore's. it didn't add up, but she was tempted to draw to conclusions. following after herself, she pretended to act like her boyfriend to the best of her ability. ]

"Parkinson, wait up. Where you off to?"

"Just because I'm headboy, doesn't mean I need to listen to your petty problems. Now leave, I have things to attend to."

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And I get to sit back and watch you do all the work, so it’s a win, win, win.

Oh, no you don't. You're helping me with everything else. I plan, you help set up. Team effort, like it or not.

Do whatever you want to do love, this girly shit is beyond me.

Alright, prefect. S'pose I'll leave the planning for tonight, better to do that than homework. So now I have a project, and I'll be occupied with thoughts other than this impending war. Win win, if you ask me.

Well Parkinson you weren’t here until yesterday, I had to do something didn’t I? I suppose you can take it from here, I can just sit back and watch.

Alright, fine, leave the work for the master. I recommend costumes only, better refreshments than just punch, and a band other than Flitwick's choir for starters.

#music #this song gives me feels

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Rather pathetic attempts to organize a halloween ball?

Honestly, you really ought to leave that sort of stuff up to me, Nott. This all looks borderline Hufflepuff.

"So what exactly is this dump?"

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Frowning a bit when the girl waived off his question, Theodore simply nodded and moved into the bed next to her. The weight of the war fell perhaps most heavily upon the kids of the death eaters. It was upon them whether they were to side with the dark lord and their family, or defy Voldemort’s power and risk the murder of their entire family because of their choice. “I’m glad that it’s over and you’re back then,” he offered, his tone soft and unchallenging in nature as he figured that it was best to lay the subject to rest. Pansy was back at Hogwarts safe and sound and that was all that mattered. That and whether or not she had taken up the dark mark, but that was a question that he was too afraid to ask her.

A shrug escaped her shoulders, Pansy shifting her position so she was laying on her side to face Theodore. It was tough, being the heir of a pure blooded family in cahoots with the Dark Lord. There were tremendous pressures set forth, even for a female, such as Pansy. The brunette shook her head, licking her lips momentarily in thought. "Yeah, s'pose being here is better." It was true, here she could avoid the verbal abuse her father brought to her, mostly for her refusal to want to play in a war she had no interest in. Though she agreed with much of the Dark Lord's ideas, a war was pointless, and it would be her friends risking their lives to better the world. She just wanted Potter dead and all this over with.

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"Apparently our parents enjoy it enough to endure it. Potter isn’t going to arrive in the middle of the Manor, despite how much they want it to happen, but I won’t be the one to tell the Dark Lord that. We’l do our best to make Hogwarts a bit more exciting for you, Pansy."

#draco #yes plotting is A m u s t

"Exactly, if only our parents could see the logic. Harry Potter might be incredibly daft, but he isn't daft enough to apparate into the middle of one of our manors with the Dark Lord around constantly. Merlin. Well thank you, Draco, that's much appreciated. We both know how dull things can get around here."

"I’ll put you down eventually," said Theodore rather frankly as he sped up the stairs to their dormitory. Stopping only when he had reached his room, Theodore lay his girlfriend down gently upon his bed and pressed a soft kiss against her cheek. "So what happened while you were away Pansy?" he asked, his tone laced both with concern and curiosity.

"I'd rather sooner rather than later," The brunette replied, though as she noticed Theodore's hurried paces up the dormitory steps, she couldn't help but shake her head. Of course, as heads, the two had their own dorm, own common space, though, now that the two were together, things in that respect were questionable. Upon arriving to his bed, she felt herself plop down on the bed as he pressed a kissed to her cheek. A small smile spread across her lips, however it vanished faster than appeared. "What do you think? You've been through the same thing. Pretty sure we all have at this point." It was quite obvious she didn't wish to talk about it in full detail.

Smiling brightly against her lips, Theodore snaked a hand around her waist and held her close. Cherishing in the well missed taste of her kiss and not daring to break away anytime soon. Pulling away only when the two were breathless, Theodore smirked in triumph as he allowed himself to look at the girl who was now his girlfriend before he hoisted her over his shoulder and began walking in the direction of their shared dormitory. “We have a lot of catching up to do,” he said, his tone more light hearted than it had been before even though he knew the topics of their conversation were more than likely to be dismal.

Though, short lived, the kiss spoke volumes, clearly letting out the inner kept feelings the two had kept in for quite some time. When they finally pulled apart, a breathy laugh escaped at his reaction. "Oi, shut up." However, before she could react, she was hoisted over his shoulder, completely taken by surprise. "From up here?" Pansy asked, though her tone possessed amusement. However, she was sure catching up would be anything but, considering how she spent her last few weeks.

Resisting the urge to sigh out of frustration at the girl’s words, Theodore took the girl’s statement and pondered upon it for a moment. Knowing her since their first year, Theodore was well aware of the type of girl that Pansy was. Relationships were futile, mainly because they involved a degree of vulnerability that Pansy wasn’t always willing to show. And when he considered the nature of her last actual relationship, Theodore knew that there was a chance of her being hesitant on making herself vulnerable to him. Regardless of her past and her conflicted thoughts, Theodore knew that he wanted her and there was little that she could do that would deter him. “He realizes what he’s getting himself into,” he said with a nod as he moved to intertwine their hands, “and he believes that Pansy Parkinson is more than worth it,” he continued firmly as he moved a single hand to caress her cheek, taking a step towards her Theodore’s thumb ran softly over her cheek, “Pansy I want you,” he started, “I know you may not want to give me a shot after what happened with Zabini, but I’m not Zabini, and I’m not a little bitch nor am I an idiot.I want us to be more than what we’ve been, I don’t want to be just your friend anymore, or the guy that fucks you on a daily basis, or the guy that wants to ask you stay the night, I want to be yours Pansy, and I want you to be mine,” he finished a sheepish yet honest smile on his face as he thought of the prospect of being with her. “I’ll all of force you into this if I have to,”

#theodore #*** important thansy post #CRIES WHY

Staring at him, not daring to utter a word, Pansy watched as he continued to talk, arguing his point. The brunette knew she ought to protest, that a relationship wouldn't be wise, but she couldn't move, not when Theodore went to intertwine their hands. Swallowing in attempt to regain sanity, Pansy couldn't seem to tear her eyes off the boy before her. He thought she was worth it. Someone thought she was worth something. Sure, she knew she held at least minimal value to her friends, maybe even her parents on a good day. But no one ever cared for Pansy, not the way Theodore did, even when things were simple and when they were only friends. As his hand came up to caress her cheek, her own hand came up to rest atop it, holding it there as if it were life support. A heavy sigh escaped her lips, eyes on nothing but his own as he continued his confession. A smile, one that made the inner school girl in her apparent, appeared on her lips. Hearing praise in a way that showed off more than her physical aspects was refreshing, it made her feel appreciated. She wasn't just a physical object, a sex symbol of sorts. She was a girl, a girl who someone cared for. Although the words were appreciated, she knew she would have to cut them off. So, shaking her head, Pansy leaned in. "Stop being a dork." With her expected smirk in place, and a light chuckle escaping her mouth, Pansy leaned in, connecting her lips with his. At this point she was fucked, she was in and she was in deep. She might as well make the most of it.

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"True enough. Its why we get along so well. Ah, did you enjoy that?"

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"Enjoy it? Please, as if anyone can enjoy being locked up while the adults go through countless meetings on how to destroy Harry Potter. They spend far too much time planning rather than doing."

#draco #thank you!!#:)

"Always with your grand entrances, Pansy. Where did you disappear to?"

"I will take as much credit for it as possible."

#draco #nice to meet you! i also lay astoria~ :)

"Wouldn't be me if they weren't grand, love. Father wished for me to be home, with everything going on, reckon he wanted me to see all first hand."

"As I don't doubt you would."

Heart hammering a bit faster was the girl averted his gaze, Theodore suddenly wondered why the girl was behaving the way that she was. The shift in her demeanor was not one that was characteristic to Pansy, and he wondered that if maybe her time away from him had changed things between them. Had she moved on from what had been transpiring between the two of them before she had left? Granted it was reminiscent of what they had shared in their fourth year, but it was different. It had felt like more. And if the girl hadn’t felt that way then why had it gone on as long as it did? Was it simply a way to get her mind off of Zabini or did their friendship actually hold the potential to move on past friendship. A thousand questions roared through his mind, and before Theodore could attempt to make sense of them of all, his subconscious got the best of him. Lips forming a straight line as his eyes locked with the girl’s, Theodore stood his ground and tightened his grip on the girl ever so slightly, “You have one of those now,” he said, his tone confident and his words unyielding in nature as he regarded the friend he was determined to call his girlfriend.

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Brown orbs quickly scanned to his grip on her, a grip that tightened ever so slightly. With a deep breath sucked in, she boldly looked up at him, eyes locking. Upon his reply her body gave a startled jolt. Her heart fluttered, her stomach flipped, but she was torn. Of course, naturally, Pansy had noticed the shift in their friendship since the summer, and of course she felt a connection far deeper than the physical acts they engaged in. But realistically, relationships never worked, that had been her philosophy since day one. Yet, she let Blaise in, only to watch as her heart crumbled. Now here she was again, opening her heart up to someone. It was pure stupidity. Theodore was a good bloke, a bloke who she knew first hand devoted everything in a relationship. He didn't deserve someone broken and damaged, and truthfully, Pansy felt she didn't deserve to walk on eggshells, never knowing if a relationship could fall apart without her realization. Despite this whirl wind of thoughts spiraling throughout the brunette, a smile instinctively appeared, the girl palpably glad to hear his demand. "I don't think this boyfriend realizes what he's getting himself into.." Pansy began, trialing off. "Or if it's even worth it."

Heart beat quickening in his chest when the girl’s reserved expression turned to the oh so familiar smirk, Theodore resisted the urge to shake his head at her question. It had been a long and lonely few weeks without the girl, and he didn’t quite know if she had felt the pang of isolation that came with being away from each other for a long duration of time like he did, but if Theodore knew anything it was how vacant his world had felt without her, how desolate and dismal the future seemed with the war looming over their heads, and how unnerved he felt to suddenly have been stripped of the one person that he was able to be honest with. “Says your boyfriend,” said Theodore, his tone honest and firm.