#ofpansy

Katie shuffled through the crowd promptly clutching a drink in each hand. Both of them were not intended for her, but after narrowly escaping the attack brought on by nosy colleagues she felt she deserved them as a reward. It was easy to be cordial, but once the conversation began infringing on the topic of who the enchanting man was accompanying her this evening then decorum took a sudden leave of absence. All but running from the conversation, she stopped at the nearest available bar-top and acquired two of the strongest libations available. Now all that was left was finding Fred again so they could take in the rest of the ridiculous sights of the evening together. Everything else just seemed black and white in comparison.

She was hardly paying attention to anything else besides the potential sighting of red hair—no wonder she collided straight on with someone, dropping both drinks to the ground in unexpected horror. Katie gasped loudly, watching in slow motion as both drinks hit the floor’s hard surface—glass moving across it like waves rolling on the sea. “ I am so sorry! ” Katie exclaimed, her feet barely steering clear of the mess now spewed between her and the unfortunate soul she had the pleasure of smacking into. The witch hadn’t even looked up yet, stunned when she eventually locked eyes with those of another familiar individual.

Katie was not sure whether to be relived or distraught at the sight of Pansy Parkinson. The hit witch didn’t have any negative thoughts toward the other woman, but she didn’t think the same could be said for her. It made no sense, but the fiery Gryffindor chalked it up to simple Slytherin schematics. Their common room was in the dungeon after all—no wonder she always associated them with being so cold. Perhaps that’s why they needed a friend like Katie, or so she thought any time she forced herself down their throats ( however resistant they were to her attempts ). Katie’s burning rays sometimes weakened in their presence but could never be diminished entirely. She was too stubborn for such a thing.

“ Pansy! ” She finally correlated after a few passing seconds as she staggered across the wet puddle now pooling between them. “ What a nice surprise! Is Theo somewhere close-by too? ” She asked excitedly as she moved on the balls of her feet, eagerly glancing around their nearby surroundings for him.

003 | A secret wish or desire (also asked by @firebloomcd)