Date: Thursday, August 17, 2000
Time: Mid-afternoon
Place: Pansy's flat
Characters Involved: Perry Derrick, Pansy Parkinson, invitation only
Rating: R for language and suggestive material
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It was Thursday afternoon and Perry was tired and sore, but it had little to do with the full moon. )
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She snuggled closer into Perry's side, her hand drawing idle patterns on his chest, and her concentration drifted. It was so ... nice to just lie here in Perry's arms, with no conversation and no need of conversation. So what if they never just talked. At least they weren't arguing either ( ... )
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"You fought in the war?" she asked, trying very hard to keep the note of incredulity from her voice. Perry had always seemed like the epitome of Slytherin values - and Slytherins took care of number one. There was no positives for the individual in taking part in warfare - hence Pansy's neutrality. Now she couldn't believe Perry had allied himself, had signed himself away. Was she the only one who had thought only of herself?
She was staring, she realised, and she swung her gaze around to the big window over looking the quays. Which side, she wondered. The fact that he lived with Snape and Lupin suggested that he'd been backing Potter, but it could be for show, or a last-minute team switch. Stranger things had happened.
She looked back at him and frowned. Let him explain, if he would, in his own way. "Why?"
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Now Perry was wondering why he told her in the first place. But you could never tell how people were going to react until it was too late, you just had to throw your chips in and hope the gamble was worth it. At the moment, Perry wasn't sure it was. He'd forgotten the company he was in... the company of a Slytherin. Of course she'd have questions.
Perhaps that tone of voice wasn't surprise... but abhorrence.Pansy was sitting up, separated from him. Perry was wide awake now and he sat up as well, because craning his head to look at her was becoming difficult. Besides, he needed to be on her level for this. At least, once he figured out what to tell her. How was he going to explain this to her--and why did he feel like a traitor? It wasn't as if Pansy had declared her loyalty to the Death Eaters--which was incentive to stop while he still could. Perhaps this was a can of worms he didn't want to open ( ... )
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