Lunacy - Harry/Pansy
Title: Lunacy
Author: dollfaced
Pairing: Harry/Pansy
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG
Warnings/Notes: Won Round 3, Challenge 7 of pphp_ldws :) Prompt was Rationality vs. Incoherence.
“That’s it. You’ve gone and lost the plot completely,” Pansy insisted as she looked around for a way to escape her current predicament.
“No, it makes perfect sense!” Harry said, caging her in with his body and damn persistence.
Pansy didn’t like feeling trapped. He backed down slightly, perhaps sensing her unease. She let out a small sigh of relief; apparently he hadn’t given way to complete lunacy. “Listen, I know you have this crazy idea in your head and I’ll be completely honest with you, sure in another time, another place, I might… might consider it. But we both know it won’t work.”
He beamed at her. Okay, not the reaction she was going for. He was supposed to clue in on the rejection part, not the “on the planet Mars we could be together” part.
“So is that a maybe?” he asked hopefully.
“No, Potter, it’s a no. Haven’t you ever been rejected before or do witches just fall at your feet as you walk the streets?”
“Of course they don’t… I mean there was that one time outside Borgin & Burkes but Hermione said she was only- ”
Pansy snapped her fingers in his face. “Focus! I was joking. I don’t care what happens between you and other witches.” She crossed her arms and added, “It’s none of my business.”
“Don’t be jealous.”
“I’m not jealous!” she snarled. How delusional; he needed to reacquaint himself with St. Mungo’s Ward 49.
“You looked upset when I mentioned that other woman but I’m not interested in anyone else if you were worried about that.”
Pansy growled in frustration.
“Not sure why you don’t see it but we make perfect sense. We’re real. That night, at Malfoy’s wedding, it was the best night of my life and I’ve had some damn exciting nights. That one I never wanted to end. I know you’re scared but you can trust me.”
Pansy sunk down onto the nearby bench. She sighed. Why did he have to make it so hard to see reason? Yes, it had been a great night but it was some crazy blip in the fabric of the universe; rationally it made no sense! Before that night they’d never even spoke a civil word to each other and now he was practically declaring his undying devotion. Why couldn’t she attract a normal wizard for once?
“You’re really serious about this? And I suspect you have no plans to give up lunacy anytime soon.”
“I am. And I’ll wait. If you need time, I can wait.”
She hesitated. “Okay, fine.”
Harry smiled like he’d just won the Quidditch World Cup ten times over. “I’ll pick you up at seven. Tomorrow night.”
“Don’t get too excited. I still think this is your nuttiest idea yet and you’ve had more than your fair share. I’m only saying yes so I can say I told you so.”
Harry kissed her quickly on the cheek as he left. “So am I. See you at seven.”
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And yo, check it out! This was the final challenge of Round Three and by some amazing miracle I WON! I love the pretty banner kate0404 made &hearts
Author: dollfaced
Pairing: Harry/Pansy
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG
Warnings/Notes: Won Round 3, Challenge 7 of pphp_ldws :) Prompt was Rationality vs. Incoherence.
“That’s it. You’ve gone and lost the plot completely,” Pansy insisted as she looked around for a way to escape her current predicament.
“No, it makes perfect sense!” Harry said, caging her in with his body and damn persistence.
Pansy didn’t like feeling trapped. He backed down slightly, perhaps sensing her unease. She let out a small sigh of relief; apparently he hadn’t given way to complete lunacy. “Listen, I know you have this crazy idea in your head and I’ll be completely honest with you, sure in another time, another place, I might… might consider it. But we both know it won’t work.”
He beamed at her. Okay, not the reaction she was going for. He was supposed to clue in on the rejection part, not the “on the planet Mars we could be together” part.
“So is that a maybe?” he asked hopefully.
“No, Potter, it’s a no. Haven’t you ever been rejected before or do witches just fall at your feet as you walk the streets?”
“Of course they don’t… I mean there was that one time outside Borgin & Burkes but Hermione said she was only- ”
Pansy snapped her fingers in his face. “Focus! I was joking. I don’t care what happens between you and other witches.” She crossed her arms and added, “It’s none of my business.”
“Don’t be jealous.”
“I’m not jealous!” she snarled. How delusional; he needed to reacquaint himself with St. Mungo’s Ward 49.
“You looked upset when I mentioned that other woman but I’m not interested in anyone else if you were worried about that.”
Pansy growled in frustration.
“Not sure why you don’t see it but we make perfect sense. We’re real. That night, at Malfoy’s wedding, it was the best night of my life and I’ve had some damn exciting nights. That one I never wanted to end. I know you’re scared but you can trust me.”
Pansy sunk down onto the nearby bench. She sighed. Why did he have to make it so hard to see reason? Yes, it had been a great night but it was some crazy blip in the fabric of the universe; rationally it made no sense! Before that night they’d never even spoke a civil word to each other and now he was practically declaring his undying devotion. Why couldn’t she attract a normal wizard for once?
“You’re really serious about this? And I suspect you have no plans to give up lunacy anytime soon.”
“I am. And I’ll wait. If you need time, I can wait.”
She hesitated. “Okay, fine.”
Harry smiled like he’d just won the Quidditch World Cup ten times over. “I’ll pick you up at seven. Tomorrow night.”
“Don’t get too excited. I still think this is your nuttiest idea yet and you’ve had more than your fair share. I’m only saying yes so I can say I told you so.”
Harry kissed her quickly on the cheek as he left. “So am I. See you at seven.”
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And yo, check it out! This was the final challenge of Round Three and by some amazing miracle I WON! I love the pretty banner kate0404 made &hearts