Perfect Marks, Part 2
Title: Perfect Marks, Part 2
Rating: PG?
Word Count:Together 2900 +
Warnings: Luna kissing!
Summary:Harry looked over at Pansy and saw that she had been studying his face. He met her eyes and looked at her. “Every time I think I understand you, you throw something my way and I’m completely blind sighted.”
Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N: ...... Yay? -waves a little flag times two?-
“Sobering Charms, you can’t be serious.” Pansy looked at Harry as she pulled her hair back into a high pony tail at the back of her head.
“I’m dead serious. Think of the field work we can do for the project.” Harry opened a slim book and flipped it to the center before turning it around and showing her the material.
Sliding her finger down the page, Pansy pursed her lips. “I see how this can work now.”
“And here you were, thinking I was just going to try to get you drunk.” Harry sighed and sat back, his tan arms crossing in front of his chest. “You have no faith in me.”
Looking up from the book and cocking her head to the side, Pansy stated, “So, you’re not going to try to get me drunk?”
“He wouldn’t have to.” An airy voice interjected from behind her, walking through shelves slowly with a faint smile on her face.
“Oh Lovegood! How great to see you!” Pansy sneered slightly, and Harry sighed. That was one thing he didn’t like about his friends interrupting him while they were studying.
“Good afternoon, Pansy.” Harry watched as Luna focused her eyes on Pansy before looking at Harry. “Harry, have you seen my blue shoes?”
Raising his brows and looking quickly from Luna then to Pansy and back, Harry shook his head. “I’ve not, Luna.”
“Oh.” She looked the ceiling before shifting her gaze to their table. “Someone’s carved a rune into this table.”
“It’s just an x, Luna.” Harry said before Pansy cut him off, “Gebo. Gift.”
In a clear voice, Luna looked at Harry and smiled wide, her eyes standing out even more on her face, “I like her.”
“I’m scared.”
“I’m glad, Luna.” Harry smiled at his friend as she waved and went on her way.
~
“Getting perfect marks feels pretty good.” Harry said as he looked at the twinkling stars in the Great Hall. He watched as one of the stars shot across the hall and hid behind the sparse clouding.
“Until you are bested by someone who doesn’t deserve the marks.” Pansy sighed and Harry heard her heels click together. “But, it’s nice to not have any expectations put on you.”
Harry looked over at Pansy and saw that she had been studying his face. He met her eyes and looked at her. “Every time I think I understand you, you throw something my way and I’m completely blind sighted.”
“You’ve got your glasses on, right?” Harry nodded. “Then you are seeing me for who I am. I’m right here. This is all you need to know.”
“Philosophic Pansy Parkinson, I’m not sure I understand her.” Harry felt her small fingers sneak their way into his palm and hold onto his warm hand. “I think I like her though.” She sucked her lips in slightly, and Harry bit his.
“I want to lean over and kiss you Harry.”
Harry twisted onto his side and looked at her, “Pansy?”
He watched as a tear slipped from her eye, “I just don’t want to be hurt.”
He kissed her knuckles and asked, “Self-preservation?”
“In its highest form.”
“Higgs?”
“Complete scum.” She twisted to look at him on the Hufflepuff table and Harry watched as she let out a rattling breath. “I don’t want to be in that situation again.”
“I heard.”
“I’m glad you don’t know what pity is.”
“I am too.”
“So, what are we going to do for Potions?” Pansy smiled a little and Harry reached over and rubbed a tear away.
“I was thinking a research paper on theoretical potions.” Harry grinned before wrapping an arm around her. “Maybe we can come up with some hypothesis and blow Slughorn out of the water with it.”
Holding onto his hand tight, Pansy replied, “It is a possibility.”
~
Luna pointed above Harry and Pansy as they paused outside of the Great Hall on their way to dinner. “There is one berry left.”
Looking up in tandem with Pansy, Harry almost tripped over himself. He looked at the hanging plant and then at the dark haired witch next to him. “Mistletoe.”
“Don’t be shy, Potter.” Pansy laughed before Harry felt a blush rise to his cheeks. “It’s just mistletoe.”
“It’s a bit ironic.” Harry turned towards the Slytherin and looked at her before weaving his hand behind her head, caressing her hair and smiling.
“Potions class?” Pansy smiled wide, all of her perfect teeth gleaming at him as Harry nodded.
“We did get a perfect score.” Harry leaned down close to her and their noses touched at the tip. He looked into her bright blue eyes and said, “Even if we were bested by Hermione and Malfoy.”
“Draco works hard for his grades.” Pansy stated softly before holding Harry’s eyes and leaning into his lips.
Pulling back from her a moment later Harry felt the berry bounce off of his head and roll to the floor. “Hermione works hard for hers too.”
She nodded and reached for his cheek, pulling him in closer for another sweet kiss on his lips. “I know.”
“You know, I was under the mistletoe too.” Luna looked at them with her head tilted to the right before smiling at Harry. “Does that mean I also get a kiss? Or maybe you get a kiss from me?”
Harry turned to look at Luna and just stared at her for a moment. He kept staring as Pansy pulled the blonde to her and planted a kiss smack on her lips. “Lovegood, does it matter?”
Harry laughed before pulling Luna up by her waist and giving the Ravenclaw a quick kiss on her lips too. Laughing even more as Luna looked at them both, the roots of her hair turning pink, “That was unexpected,” she paused, “even for me.”
~
Pulling the blanket closer to her, Harry heard her ask quietly, “So, after this year is up, do we have a future?”
He wrapped his arms tight around her and watched as the fireworks crashed across the lake. “Honestly, I don’t know.”
She leaned back into his embrace and Harry rested his hands on her thighs. “At least we know that this isn’t for the long run.”
He shrugged and buried his head in her hair. “I guess so.”
He felt her cold hands grasp his before she adjusted her head and looked at him. “Harry. I’ve been invited to study Transfiguration at the Salem Institute.”
“When?” He grasped onto her hands tightly and pulled her closer to him, not wanting to let go.
“At the end of the year, right after graduation, actually.” He watched as she lowered her eyes to the ground and sighed, her breath hanging in the air. “No matter what I get on my NEWTS, they’ve already accepted me.”
“I’m really happy for you.” Harry looked at her and smiled a little before he kissed the side of her mouth. “I honestly really am.”
“No one will know who I am.” Pansy breathed heavily and her eyes lit up. “I can be a likable sarcastic terror to everyone. I can start over.” Harry felt her hand drop his and she shifted around until she was sitting in his lap, facing him. “I never thought that I’d be able to have a life after last year, Harry.”
He reached up and cupped her face in his hand and looked her square in the eyes. “You just do what you need to do, Pansy. Don’t let anyone stop you.” He rubbed her cheeks in his hands and smiled wide, “I didn’t know how amazing you are, Pansy, but you have exceeded my expectations.” He thumbed a warm tear from her face before he said, “Don’t cry, please don’t cry.”
She wrapped her arms around him and held him close. “I can’t keep it in, Harry.”
“Why, Pansy?” Harry searched her face and pulled her closer against his chest.
“It’s because you make me feel a plethora of things that I shouldn’t be feeling. I know we aren’t going to be together forever. I know this. What I didn’t realize was, how deep of a hole a dug myself into until tonight while we were sitting here.” Harry watched as the tears fell down her cheeks and across his hands. “I want to hold you tight and never let you go, Harry, I really want to, but I know I can’t.”
His fingers caught in her hair, and hers were holding onto his as he met her lips with a crushing kiss. “But you can hold on for now, Pansy. Now is real.”
She pulled back from him and rested her head in the crook of his neck. “Happy New Year, Harry.”
Rubbing a slow circle on her back he just held her close and let a single tear slide from behind his glasses.
~
Rating: PG?
Word Count:Together 2900 +
Warnings: Luna kissing!
Summary:Harry looked over at Pansy and saw that she had been studying his face. He met her eyes and looked at her. “Every time I think I understand you, you throw something my way and I’m completely blind sighted.”
Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N: ...... Yay? -waves a little flag times two?-
“Sobering Charms, you can’t be serious.” Pansy looked at Harry as she pulled her hair back into a high pony tail at the back of her head.
“I’m dead serious. Think of the field work we can do for the project.” Harry opened a slim book and flipped it to the center before turning it around and showing her the material.
Sliding her finger down the page, Pansy pursed her lips. “I see how this can work now.”
“And here you were, thinking I was just going to try to get you drunk.” Harry sighed and sat back, his tan arms crossing in front of his chest. “You have no faith in me.”
Looking up from the book and cocking her head to the side, Pansy stated, “So, you’re not going to try to get me drunk?”
“He wouldn’t have to.” An airy voice interjected from behind her, walking through shelves slowly with a faint smile on her face.
“Oh Lovegood! How great to see you!” Pansy sneered slightly, and Harry sighed. That was one thing he didn’t like about his friends interrupting him while they were studying.
“Good afternoon, Pansy.” Harry watched as Luna focused her eyes on Pansy before looking at Harry. “Harry, have you seen my blue shoes?”
Raising his brows and looking quickly from Luna then to Pansy and back, Harry shook his head. “I’ve not, Luna.”
“Oh.” She looked the ceiling before shifting her gaze to their table. “Someone’s carved a rune into this table.”
“It’s just an x, Luna.” Harry said before Pansy cut him off, “Gebo. Gift.”
In a clear voice, Luna looked at Harry and smiled wide, her eyes standing out even more on her face, “I like her.”
“I’m scared.”
“I’m glad, Luna.” Harry smiled at his friend as she waved and went on her way.
~
“Getting perfect marks feels pretty good.” Harry said as he looked at the twinkling stars in the Great Hall. He watched as one of the stars shot across the hall and hid behind the sparse clouding.
“Until you are bested by someone who doesn’t deserve the marks.” Pansy sighed and Harry heard her heels click together. “But, it’s nice to not have any expectations put on you.”
Harry looked over at Pansy and saw that she had been studying his face. He met her eyes and looked at her. “Every time I think I understand you, you throw something my way and I’m completely blind sighted.”
“You’ve got your glasses on, right?” Harry nodded. “Then you are seeing me for who I am. I’m right here. This is all you need to know.”
“Philosophic Pansy Parkinson, I’m not sure I understand her.” Harry felt her small fingers sneak their way into his palm and hold onto his warm hand. “I think I like her though.” She sucked her lips in slightly, and Harry bit his.
“I want to lean over and kiss you Harry.”
Harry twisted onto his side and looked at her, “Pansy?”
He watched as a tear slipped from her eye, “I just don’t want to be hurt.”
He kissed her knuckles and asked, “Self-preservation?”
“In its highest form.”
“Higgs?”
“Complete scum.” She twisted to look at him on the Hufflepuff table and Harry watched as she let out a rattling breath. “I don’t want to be in that situation again.”
“I heard.”
“I’m glad you don’t know what pity is.”
“I am too.”
“So, what are we going to do for Potions?” Pansy smiled a little and Harry reached over and rubbed a tear away.
“I was thinking a research paper on theoretical potions.” Harry grinned before wrapping an arm around her. “Maybe we can come up with some hypothesis and blow Slughorn out of the water with it.”
Holding onto his hand tight, Pansy replied, “It is a possibility.”
~
Luna pointed above Harry and Pansy as they paused outside of the Great Hall on their way to dinner. “There is one berry left.”
Looking up in tandem with Pansy, Harry almost tripped over himself. He looked at the hanging plant and then at the dark haired witch next to him. “Mistletoe.”
“Don’t be shy, Potter.” Pansy laughed before Harry felt a blush rise to his cheeks. “It’s just mistletoe.”
“It’s a bit ironic.” Harry turned towards the Slytherin and looked at her before weaving his hand behind her head, caressing her hair and smiling.
“Potions class?” Pansy smiled wide, all of her perfect teeth gleaming at him as Harry nodded.
“We did get a perfect score.” Harry leaned down close to her and their noses touched at the tip. He looked into her bright blue eyes and said, “Even if we were bested by Hermione and Malfoy.”
“Draco works hard for his grades.” Pansy stated softly before holding Harry’s eyes and leaning into his lips.
Pulling back from her a moment later Harry felt the berry bounce off of his head and roll to the floor. “Hermione works hard for hers too.”
She nodded and reached for his cheek, pulling him in closer for another sweet kiss on his lips. “I know.”
“You know, I was under the mistletoe too.” Luna looked at them with her head tilted to the right before smiling at Harry. “Does that mean I also get a kiss? Or maybe you get a kiss from me?”
Harry turned to look at Luna and just stared at her for a moment. He kept staring as Pansy pulled the blonde to her and planted a kiss smack on her lips. “Lovegood, does it matter?”
Harry laughed before pulling Luna up by her waist and giving the Ravenclaw a quick kiss on her lips too. Laughing even more as Luna looked at them both, the roots of her hair turning pink, “That was unexpected,” she paused, “even for me.”
~
Pulling the blanket closer to her, Harry heard her ask quietly, “So, after this year is up, do we have a future?”
He wrapped his arms tight around her and watched as the fireworks crashed across the lake. “Honestly, I don’t know.”
She leaned back into his embrace and Harry rested his hands on her thighs. “At least we know that this isn’t for the long run.”
He shrugged and buried his head in her hair. “I guess so.”
He felt her cold hands grasp his before she adjusted her head and looked at him. “Harry. I’ve been invited to study Transfiguration at the Salem Institute.”
“When?” He grasped onto her hands tightly and pulled her closer to him, not wanting to let go.
“At the end of the year, right after graduation, actually.” He watched as she lowered her eyes to the ground and sighed, her breath hanging in the air. “No matter what I get on my NEWTS, they’ve already accepted me.”
“I’m really happy for you.” Harry looked at her and smiled a little before he kissed the side of her mouth. “I honestly really am.”
“No one will know who I am.” Pansy breathed heavily and her eyes lit up. “I can be a likable sarcastic terror to everyone. I can start over.” Harry felt her hand drop his and she shifted around until she was sitting in his lap, facing him. “I never thought that I’d be able to have a life after last year, Harry.”
He reached up and cupped her face in his hand and looked her square in the eyes. “You just do what you need to do, Pansy. Don’t let anyone stop you.” He rubbed her cheeks in his hands and smiled wide, “I didn’t know how amazing you are, Pansy, but you have exceeded my expectations.” He thumbed a warm tear from her face before he said, “Don’t cry, please don’t cry.”
She wrapped her arms around him and held him close. “I can’t keep it in, Harry.”
“Why, Pansy?” Harry searched her face and pulled her closer against his chest.
“It’s because you make me feel a plethora of things that I shouldn’t be feeling. I know we aren’t going to be together forever. I know this. What I didn’t realize was, how deep of a hole a dug myself into until tonight while we were sitting here.” Harry watched as the tears fell down her cheeks and across his hands. “I want to hold you tight and never let you go, Harry, I really want to, but I know I can’t.”
His fingers caught in her hair, and hers were holding onto his as he met her lips with a crushing kiss. “But you can hold on for now, Pansy. Now is real.”
She pulled back from him and rested her head in the crook of his neck. “Happy New Year, Harry.”
Rubbing a slow circle on her back he just held her close and let a single tear slide from behind his glasses.
~