( In which Circe whines and sooks. alot. Cut because, well, know one cares. )
Now so this isn't all about me being a big baby, I present you with this:
"I was simply pointing out," he commented with great hauteur, "that I, like some other people in this conversation but not like others, am going to Hogsmeade."
Pansy favoured him with a beaming smile.
"So you are," she said. "Well, Weasel, if you will do this for me, I will - I will try to like you for... about a week."
Ron blinked. "Excuse me? I don't think that's fair."
Pansy blinked. "Would you like money-"
"No!" Ron thundered. "I'm just saying that you offered Harry more than you offered me. Which is just typical, story of my life, thanks very much, and then you try to insult me-"
"For possibly the first time in my life, I wasn't-"
"By offering me money-"
"You insecure little freak-"
Harry looked back and forth, feeling a bit like he was at a tennis match with people lobbing little balls of crazy.
Pansy stopped and put a hand on her hip.
"Ah," she said. "I see where this is going."
Ron looked mollified. "Well, good then. Equal treatment, that's all I'm-"
"I am willing to have sex with you," Pansy declared, and then made a face. "Marginally willing."
Harry jumped, and Ron made a creditable effort to fly without his broom. He clutched Harry's arm fearfully, as if Harry would protect him, and cast a hunted look around for Hermione.
"You Slytherins are disgusting," Ron hissed, after assuring himself that no girlfriend was about to bear down on him with terrible vengeance.
He was scarlet to the roots of his hair. Pansy was smirking.
- Underwater Light. Chapter 18
mistful is a goddess.
Now so this isn't all about me being a big baby, I present you with this:
"I was simply pointing out," he commented with great hauteur, "that I, like some other people in this conversation but not like others, am going to Hogsmeade."
Pansy favoured him with a beaming smile.
"So you are," she said. "Well, Weasel, if you will do this for me, I will - I will try to like you for... about a week."
Ron blinked. "Excuse me? I don't think that's fair."
Pansy blinked. "Would you like money-"
"No!" Ron thundered. "I'm just saying that you offered Harry more than you offered me. Which is just typical, story of my life, thanks very much, and then you try to insult me-"
"For possibly the first time in my life, I wasn't-"
"By offering me money-"
"You insecure little freak-"
Harry looked back and forth, feeling a bit like he was at a tennis match with people lobbing little balls of crazy.
Pansy stopped and put a hand on her hip.
"Ah," she said. "I see where this is going."
Ron looked mollified. "Well, good then. Equal treatment, that's all I'm-"
"I am willing to have sex with you," Pansy declared, and then made a face. "Marginally willing."
Harry jumped, and Ron made a creditable effort to fly without his broom. He clutched Harry's arm fearfully, as if Harry would protect him, and cast a hunted look around for Hermione.
"You Slytherins are disgusting," Ron hissed, after assuring himself that no girlfriend was about to bear down on him with terrible vengeance.
He was scarlet to the roots of his hair. Pansy was smirking.
- Underwater Light. Chapter 18
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