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Title: Gleaming in the Moonlight (The Truth Hurts)
Pairing: Pansy/Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Canon character death (implied)
Summary: There is something Hermione needs to see, and Pansy won’t stop till she sees it. Based on the prompts: cold autumn night and graveyard.
Word Count: 216 words
Author's Notes: Originally written for scarletladyy for the 2013 hp-halloween fest. Original entry is here. Thanks, as always, to Avi/flyingharmony for the beta!
[She finally dragged her to the graveyard by her hair]
She finally dragged her to the graveyard by her hair. Literally. She grabbed her hair and forced her to side-along Apparate with her.
Hermione stumbled out of her grip as they arrived. She was shaking and sobbing. The night air was desperately cold, the wind chilling them to the core.
Pansy kicked aside some rotted out pumpkins and yanked Hermione by the arm.
“Don’t do this!” sobbed the girl beside her, but Pansy didn’t listen. She was on a mission.
She shoved her way past the broken gravestones, through the jumble of overgrown weeds, pulling Hermione along behind her, not even stopping as Hermione stumbled and fell.
Finally, Pansy stopped short. Hermione bumped into her, but Pansy just pointed.
Though the gleam of the moonlight, it was not to be mistaken.
Harry Potter
July 31, 1980 - July 13, 1998
Pansy turned her harsh glare on the girl beside her. Hermione was staring at the letters as though she had forgotten how to read.
Finally, Hermione moaned - a painful moan that cut Pansy to the quick - and sank to the ground, covering her face with her hands.
Pansy sank down beside her.
“I’m sorry, my pet,” she murmured. “I told you it was true. You are all mine now.”
Hermione didn’t answer, only sobbed in Pansy’s arms.
Kristine | Puff | 7 points
Pairing: Pansy/Hermione
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Canon character death (implied)
Summary: There is something Hermione needs to see, and Pansy won’t stop till she sees it. Based on the prompts: cold autumn night and graveyard.
Word Count: 216 words
Author's Notes: Originally written for scarletladyy for the 2013 hp-halloween fest. Original entry is here. Thanks, as always, to Avi/flyingharmony for the beta!
[She finally dragged her to the graveyard by her hair]
She finally dragged her to the graveyard by her hair. Literally. She grabbed her hair and forced her to side-along Apparate with her.
Hermione stumbled out of her grip as they arrived. She was shaking and sobbing. The night air was desperately cold, the wind chilling them to the core.
Pansy kicked aside some rotted out pumpkins and yanked Hermione by the arm.
“Don’t do this!” sobbed the girl beside her, but Pansy didn’t listen. She was on a mission.
She shoved her way past the broken gravestones, through the jumble of overgrown weeds, pulling Hermione along behind her, not even stopping as Hermione stumbled and fell.
Finally, Pansy stopped short. Hermione bumped into her, but Pansy just pointed.
Though the gleam of the moonlight, it was not to be mistaken.
Harry Potter
July 31, 1980 - July 13, 1998
Pansy turned her harsh glare on the girl beside her. Hermione was staring at the letters as though she had forgotten how to read.
Finally, Hermione moaned - a painful moan that cut Pansy to the quick - and sank to the ground, covering her face with her hands.
Pansy sank down beside her.
“I’m sorry, my pet,” she murmured. “I told you it was true. You are all mine now.”
Hermione didn’t answer, only sobbed in Pansy’s arms.
Kristine | Puff | 7 points