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Letters to Lovers	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 2703 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pansy felt her nerves running wild all day. Professor Snape always had a little gathering in the common room for students who had to stay during the holidays, even getting them a gift to make them feel better. Slytherin house was the only house that saw this side of him.

Pansy was relaxing in an armchair, thinking about the forthcoming evening. She was nervous, but more excited. She wanted him. She really wanted him. She wondered what would happen if her housemates found out about him. A Slytherin falling for a Gryffindor.

She had never heard of it before. Even if it did happen, the two involved would have kept it a secret. She wondered how long her and Ron could keep this a secret.

She wondered if she even wanted to keep Ron a secret. Her parents made it clear that she was expected to move out on her own as soon as possible. They wanted her to start a life and not be stuck at home. If she was on her own, she could see who she wanted to see.

Then she thought about having to wait until they finished school. That was several months away. Could she handle waiting that long? She was surrounded by couples day in and day out. She saw them walking hand in hand and snogging in all the corners.

She wanted Ron’s comfort through the day, his kisses at night. She wanted to hold his hand on the weekends. Would the school give him problems? Would her housemates make things difficult for her and him? Would Ron feel the same way she did?

“Must be quite a thought for such concentration.” Pansy looked up and smiled at her Head of House.

“Something like that Professor.” She said as he watched Professor Snape take a seat in the armchair across from her.

“So what causes such intense thought?” He took a sip of his hot chocolate. Slytherin was also the house who knew of Professor Snape’s fixation with all things chocolate.

“I wouldn’t want to bore you.” She said.

“Come now Miss Parkinson, I’m your head of house. It’s my job to see to your welfare. Now what is it?” He told her.

Pansy looked at her Professor and smiled. “Well, I’m interested in someone sir.” He nodded.

“And there is a problem I take it?”

“He’s in Gryffindor sir.” She said quietly. She waited for the questions to begin, the guilt, the strange looks.

“And the possible repercussions of your fellow Slytherins makes you uneasy about making it public.” He finished for her.

“In a sense sir, yes. You’re not angry?” She asked.

“Why would I be angry?”

“Well Gryffindor and Slytherin sir.” She prompted.

“Do you need approval to see someone socially?”

“No, I guess not, my main concern would be what they would do to him. You know some people here can be pretty vindictive at times.” She admitted.

“Especially with Mr. Malfoy leading the pack. Is he willing to deal with the repercussions?” Snape asked.

“I don’t know, but I’m sure he would be. He’s a Gryffindor after all, you know bravery and courage.”

“Disgusting isn’t it.” He said taking a drink. She had to laugh at him. “I think you should ask him. Braving them might be easier together.”

“How do you know so much about it Professor?” She asked, suddenly comfortable with such a personal conversation with her Professor.

“When I was a student my best friend was a Gryffindor. Not a girlfriend, but my best friend. Most of the issues we had to deal with were from her own housemates and ironically enough, her closest friends. Slytherin house never really commented on it, aside from Lucius Malfoy. If she and I could deal with it, and we were only friends mind you, then I’m sure you and this young man can deal with it as well.”

“I suppose you’re right.” She grinned. “So who was she Professor?” She asked feeling bold.

“Who’s your young man?” He returned with an arched eyebrow.

“I’ll tell if you tell.” She offered.

“Lily Evans, before she became Lily Potter.” He said.

“Ron Weasley.” Pansy said back. There was silence for a moment.

“There something about ginger hair that’s comforting, isn’t there Miss Parkinson.” He asked, leaning back in his chair. Pansy let out a laugh. The sense of humor was another trait he showed only to Slytherin house.

Ron took extra care with getting ready. He made sure to use his new cologne, and dressed comfortably. He wondered if wearing clothes that were easy to get out of was a little too much. Then he brushed it off as nothing. He put his gift for her in his pocket, and looked in the mirror.

His appearance was no different than any other time he had seen her. She didn’t care about him dressing up, she never did. He let out a sigh. He was worried tonight. What if he did something she didn’t like? What if he didn’t live up to her expectations? What if he didn’t measure up?

Oh great Merlin, he was having performance anxiety. He had to snap out of it. Performance anxiety caused excess tension and that led to problems in his performance when it came down to giving his performance. Gods, he had to stop thinking like this. He had a woman to get to. With a determined look in the mirror, he left Gryffindor tower.

Pansy looked in her own mirror, critiquing her appearance. She was being stupid. Ron liked her no matter what she wore. The dress she chose had a simple tie in the back. A pull would let it fall to the floor. She wondered if it was too much, then shook her head. Ron wouldn’t care.

She wondered if he was expecting her to be a certain way. No, Ron always liked her to be herself. Didn’t he? What if she did something stupid? What if she made a fool of herself? That was mental, Ron said he wanted her the way she was.

It was going to be great. It was going to be wonderful. Ron cared about her. He would make sure she felt good. She would make sure he felt good. They would be great with each other. She knew they would.

She took one last look in the mirror. It was time to go to her man. She blew a kiss to the mirror and left the dungeons.
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