Pretty Pansy

She always expected she'd be courted by a Death Eater, only not by quite so many as upon the Dark Lord's casting of a charm that selects the most ideal to protect such a 'bright, lovely, and fragile thing' as she. Pansy Parkinson knows she's pretty, and that a bold future lies ahead, but she'll be damned if she lets her suitors think for an instant that she's fragile. *poly-fic*