Queen of Hearts
Title: Queen of Hearts
Rating: G
Genre: Angst
Word Count: 613
Characters: Draco/Pansy
Warning: Unhappy endings
Summary: Pansy sees her heart in different forms throughout her life, and Draco Malfoy has effected each one.
Author's Notes: If you look closely, it follows canon from forth year up. Pansy-centric. Sometimes when I'm angry or over-emotional, I picture my heart as a stone with a hammer smashing into it. I didn't think I could turn this random vision into a story, but here it goes. It could have been longer and more descriptive, but I didn't feel like it. Bad excuse, but it's the truth. There's not enough Pansy stories out there anymore. Either that or I've read them all. Hope you enjoy.
Whenever she visualized her heart, it was always cut to diamond. It sparkled and shined, but it was unbreakable.
Draco said abruptly, “Pansy, go to the ball with me.”
She didn’t even glance up to face him.
“That depends.” She paused dramatically. “On whether or not you can handle a challenge.”
“I can take on any challenge,” Draco replied confidently.
“Then I suppose I’ll go with you.”
“Of course you would.” He smoothed over his gleaming hair with assurance.
She smiled heartily. Draco was always so haughty, but she enjoyed the dramatics.
Now when she pictured her heart it softened to living flesh. With every beat, she knew she was alive.
Draco entered the Common Room in a rush, anger shown in his every feature.
“What’s wrong, love?” she asked languidly from the sofa in which she sat.
“Scarface is wrong, all wrong. The stupid ponce wanted to start something he couldn’t finish.”
She quietly took his hand and pulled him to her.
“Shut up about Potter for once. I just want to be with you.”
She thought that was enough said, and he did too. There were no more trivial words, just a single, united breath.
She saw her heart as blue, not because she was saddened, but because she was suffocating.
Draco did not come to her crying. It was she who joined him.
His eyes were glassy, and he didn’t quite see her when he spoke.
“I’ll kill him.”
She whispered words of comfort and reassurance, as she held on tight. He didn’t respond to her embrace or her touch. He didn’t really know she was there. There was nothing much she could have done to make it all better.
She held her breath and waited for the moment to pass.
Later, her heart was hardened to stone, but it was not too hard to break. With enough pounding, it crumbled.
Draco didn’t talk to her much anymore. She knew that he had other things on his mind. There were many things he had to do.
She wanted to understand all reasoning behind avoid her, though. There was no logical explanation that she could think of. She had always been there to comfort him. Now, it seems he didn’t want it.
That was perfectly fine. She didn’t want a crutch either.
But when she saw Draco with a younger, pretty girl, she nearly fell to pieces.
The sandy silt that was her heart burned and burned to create a hollow something made of glass. Glass is fragile. If neglected, it breaks into sharp, pointed fragments.
Draco wasn’t seen for months. She started the next year without him.
No, she did not feel empty, and no, she did not feel lonely. Blaise was wrong when he said he could see right through her.
That last day of chaos, she did see him. Draco was running fast, and he passed her without knowing it was her. She called out, but it was in vain. The confusion all around them created an impenetrable force.
He was running in the wrong direction, away from her.
And her feeble body was pushed through the rushing crowd.
She never visualized her heart anymore. It was as if she never had one to begin with.
“Draco announced his engagement,” stated Blaise in the middle of their card game.
“Did he really?” she asked casually.
“Yes, to Daphne’s sister.”
She shifted her cards. “That’s nice. When’s the wedding?”
“Forgot to ask.” Blaise moved his chips. “All in.”
“I call. Show your cards.”
Blaise scoffed. “You expected to win with a queen of hearts?”
“I’ve got nothing else.”
“Well Pansy, you lose.”
She never had a good chance anyways.