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Ficlet. DP. 'Sometimes I pretended the tea tasted like licorice and peppermint. Because his mother would surely be mad if I left my tea."
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Ficlet. DP. '...he would smirk and say 'Parkinson, how can you do that' Limes are a bitter, harsh fruit. But she liked the taste and she always had.'
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(BLD SIDE STORY) COMPLETE Pansy Parkinson remembers the boys she’s been with, and tries to figure out why she always goes back to her first, Marcus Flint, even though they're not in love...
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Ficlet. DP. 'She groans and opens her bag, pulling out her favorite quill. The expensive one she got for Christmas last year. The one she only uses on really special occasions, the one she’s never loaned to anyone.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'I'll nod, not fully aware of what you're talking about, and call over a house elf, who will bring you your tea and the Daily Prophet.'
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After their hate for each other blows out in a duel, Pansy is left blind from a curse cast by Draco. To escape expulsion, Draco is to be her 'eyes' until graduation. In that time they learn how to heal, forgive, find themselves and finally, how to love...
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Ficlet. DP. 'I've always liked it down here.' The girl said, looking at an intricate, glistening spider web that hung in the corner. 'Down in our dungeon.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'Watching the blaze devour the log, the golden ember crackle' She laughed bitterly. 'Yes, I had the same thought.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'They had looked into his soul as many times as they had looked at him. In the eyes, of course.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'You have got to be kidding me. Parkinson,' he smirked at her, 'I do believe that is the silliest idea you’ve had in ages.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'This kerchief wasn't special, just forgotten. Left in the pocket of the boy's finest black dress robes.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'He hovered in the air, watching, waiting. He searched for the prize. '
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Ficlet. DP.'It wasn’t the Death Eater part that made her uneasy. It was that he, the boy who still seemed like a child, the boy she loved so much, was gone.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'He kicked around the blanket of snow with his heavy black boots, revealing the frozen grass underneath.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'She had chocolate, he had peppermint. They watched all the people walk by.'
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‘They had all the time in the world and they wasted it on themselves.’ Having known each other since childhood, two young Slytherins learn life's lessons through each other. [Draco & Pansy] One-shot.
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Ficlet. DP. 'She turned around, half expecting the voice only to be in her head.'
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I dread their arrival it is the guillotine severing our one remaining link to childhood and any notion, however faint, of innocence.
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Ficlet. DP. 'The boy and girl trudged into the foyer. It was time.'
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Ficlet. DP. '16 years is an awfully long time to live in the cold and in the dark.'
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One-shot. “Is this how we'll always be? Sitting together, reading together, ignoring the fact that the world hates us, together?” An in depth look at the relationship between the Slytherin prefects. [Draco & Pansy]
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‘They were young and daring. They were free. Nothing mattered but the moment and Draco's guests were never disappointed.’ Draco. Pansy. Blaise. Crabbe. Goyle. Flint. What were they like as children, before coming to Hogwarts? One-shot
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Draco and Pansy have a good arangement. So what's screwing it up?
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Ficlet. DP. 'A friend is nearly impossible to find in the Slytherin house. Everyone knows that. Especially the Slytherins.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'His cold blue eyes, which held barely a glint of life in their core, scanned page after page, intent on finding just the right charm.'
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Ficlet. DP. 'Do you think the Gr-Gryffindors celebrate their loses' 'What an idiotic question, Parkinson. How would I know what the Gryffindors do'
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Pansy reflects on what it's like to be a Slytherin. Short. Sort of dark.
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Draco and Pansy. Songfic. And when she was in that dormitory? Well that's where our story begins…
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[One-shot/complete] Pansy x Hermione / Femmeslash / Romance / Coming-of-age. The war is over, Hogwarts is safe, and Pansy discovers that she has to make a choice between life and what she has been given. In the midst of peace, she is in turmoil, and strangely finds solace in the company of someone she never thought she could reach.
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This is a bit of rubbish. But it's short and it may make you laugh, so check it out. If you need a little more, this story contains much death and the main players end up being the unlikely duo of Hermione Granger and Pansy Parkinson.
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