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You Never Know	By : ronsmistress Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3651 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pansy arrived in court to find Ron and Draco seated at their table, waiting for the panel. She caught Sara’s lawyer watching her but she avoided eye contact and just took a seat. She had received a letter that morning asking her to meet with Clare twenty minutes before court was supposed to convene but she ignored it.

She ignored the look Sara was sending her way as well. She knew Clare wanted to discuss what she would say, but then again Clare and Sara made assumptions and they could deal with it when things didn’t go their way.

She settled into a chair, looking up when the pacing of feet echoed in the room. The witches walked in and for a moment Pansy thought this might go badly for Ron, but then again, nothing was as they claimed so it shouldn’t matter if the panel was all female.

“Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, marriage dissolved in June of this year, settlement according to premarital contract given in a timely manner. What is the reason for the dispute today?” The center witch asked.

“Madam, my client believes that the pre-martial contract should be declared null and void and her settlement offer reassessed based on new information.” Clare spoke almost as if she didn’t want to be involved.

“What new information?” The third witch asked.

“The contract stipulates that should infidelity be proven that a certain divorce settlement be paid to the guilty party. Since Mrs. Weasley admittedly made mistakes her payment was reduced greatly. Since Mr. Weasley is being accused of infidelity as well, the settlement should be adjusted.” She said.

“Can these accusations be proven?” The second witch asked.

“The woman in question is here today Madam.” She glanced over her shoulder where Pansy was sitting calmly.

A court officer escorted Pansy to a seat near the panel and swore her in. Pansy sat patiently as Clare looked at her. Just as Draco instructed her, she showed no emotion, merely sat and waited.

“Please state your name for the record.” The center witch told her.

“Pansy Abigail Parkinson.” She said clearly.

“Miss Devale, you may begin.” She said.

“Miss Parkinson, are you familiar with Ronald Weasley?” She asked.

“Yes.”

“When did you first meet?” She asked.

“First year of Hogwart’s.” She answered. She wanted to laugh at Sara’s expression.

“Of course.” Clare said, not wanting to provoke the situation. She tried a different tactic. “Miss Parkinson, have you have sexual relations with Mr. Weasley?”

“Yes.” She answered still not looking at Ron.

“And when was the first encounter?” She asked.

“A couple of weeks ago.” She answered.

Clare looked up at her. Sara sat further up in her chair. “Do you mean to tell me that the first time you had sex with Mr. Weasley was a mere few weeks ago?” She asked.

“Yes.”

She glared at Pansy. “Prior to that encounter, when had you seen Mr. Weasley socially?”

“We attended a formal function held by Nimbus.” She answered. Clare was waiting for her to elaborate, but she didn’t. Draco had instructed her to merely answer the question and nothing more.

“Prior to that function when other social even did you attend with Mr. Weasley?” She asked.

Pansy look up to the ceiling and thought. “That would be the Hogwarts picnic for the graduating class our seventh year?” Clare looked down at Sara who was shooting visual knives at Pansy.

“Miss Parkinson,” the third witch asked, “when did you become reunited with Mr. Weasley after leaving Hogwarts initially?”

“About a month, or month and a half ago. Along those lines.” She answered.

“Are you saying that you were not seeing Mr. Weasley through the whole of his marriage?” The witch asked her.

“No, I was in Ireland for longer than the length of his marriage. I have only recently moved to my current address no more than four months ago.” She said.

“Liar! I saw you there!” Sara said rising from her chair. Clare moved to her client and took a few moments to calm her down.

“Miss Devale, it would appear things are not as they seem? Why evidence did you have to assume Miss Parkinson’s role regarding Mr. Weasley’s supposed infidelity.” The second witch asked.

“Mrs. Weasley caught Miss Parkinson at her ex-husband’s home, when confronted she did not deny any accusation of an affair with her husband.” Clare explained.

“Madam, I believe it is customary for a cross examination to be allowed.” Draco said, rising to his feet.

“Do you have any other questions Miss Devale?” The second witch asked.

“No madam.” She sat and leaned back in her chair. She was ignoring her client.

“Miss Parkinson, did you receive any other letters aside from the request to appear today?” He asked her.

“Yes.” She said.

“And what did you receive exactly?” He asked.

“A request to meet Miss Devale before court began.” She said.

“Thank you.” Draco sat down and calmly made a note on his parchment.

“Miss Devale, have you any physical evidence linking Miss Parkinson to your clients ex-husband?” The first witch asked.

“No madam.” She answered.

“Give them Veritaserum!” Sara shouted. “You can make them take it!”

Clare frantically tried to calm Sara down, but it was the sound of the first witch that silenced her. “Mrs. Weasley, we can only force that particular potion if evidence to the contrary proves a lie. In this case you have no evidence linking your ex-husband to Miss Parkinson, other than your own paranoia.” She said, obviously angry at the waste of time and energy. “The case is closed.”

All three witches left the courtroom, and Pansy walked calmly out the door. Draco had told her to avoid the situation altogether and Ron would meet her later.

When she left Draco allowed himself a chuckle. Sara was arguing with Clare so the two men just strolled out of the building. After going over a few parchments, Ron left for Pansy’s house.

When she opened the door, she was swept up in a hug. “You were phenomenal.” Ron told her spinning her around.

“All I did was tell the truth.” She said laughing in his arms.

“We have to celebrate.” He said, setting her on her feet and giving her a kiss. “How about that broom ride?”

“Alright, let me change first.” She ran back to her room and changed from her simple dress to jeans and a jumper. She was back in moments and out the door behind him in no time.

Hours later they came crashing through the door locked in an embrace. They struggled down the hall, bumping into walls and knocking a frame from the wall. Neither bothered with it as they made their way to Pansy’s bedroom.

They managed to get through the door, before they fell to the floor. Pansy pulled frantically at his belt. “Take this off.” She growled out.

“Woman, you are going to rip something.” He growled back at her and moved her hands to open his jeans up. “Get up here.” He reached under her arms and lifted her up hurling her onto her bed. Before she scrambled to the head board he grabbed her ankles and flipped her on her stomach. He grabbed her jeans and yanked them off her body tossing them over his shoulders.

Pansy was grabbed by her thighs then lifted up on all fours. “Ron……”

“You said you wanted a good hard shagging, didn’t you?” He said, pushing his jeans down, and gripping her hips. “You said that up on the broom, whispering it in my ear, don’t you remember?”

“Yes.” She cried and he pushed her head down toward the mattress and positioned his cock at her slit.

“Well, you’re going to get one.” He said and thrust home. Pansy arched her back and cried out. Ron reached out and grabbed a handful of her hair. “Is this what you wanted?” He thrust into her, over and over, listening to her shrieks. “Is this what you thought of when you teased me up there?”

“Yes.” She said.

“What?” He thrust with more power and she fell face down on the mattress with him on top of her, still fucking her from behind.

“YES!” She cried, letting her body be racked under him, as he filled her up.

“What did you ask for?” He said, drilling his hips into her, feeling her plump ass cushion his body. “Tell me.”

“I asked…..” She fell silent again as he plunged into her faster.

“Tell me.” He said, giving her neck a nip.

“I asked you to fuck me like an animal.” She managed to get out.

“Yes, you did.” He said. He rose up and leaned his weight on her back, holding her in place while he fucked her harder and harder. Sweat covered both of them, but Pansy was soaked. Her snatch was dripping and he loved it. She was crying out, arching her ass to take him deeper.

Ron felt his body tense up, and his sac rise. He reached under her and searched out her clit in the river. Rapidly flicking his finger over it and smiled as her cries grew louder. She started pushing back into him and in no time at all he was bathed in a flood of hot waters. His sac was coated and it was mere seconds later that his own fluid mixed with hers.

He fell down on top of her, each of them exhausted and heaving for air. He let his eyes drift shut and when he opened them again, the sun was setting. Pansy was sleeping too. He rose off her and used a cleansing spell, before reaching for his jeans.

“Stay here tonight.” She whispered without opening her eyes.

“You want me to stay?’ He asked to confirm.

“Yes.” She said with a lazy smile. “I’d like it.”

“So would I.” He removed the rest of his clothes and looked at her. She still hadn’t moved.

“I also need you to put me to bed, because I can’t move.”

Ron laughed and took her clothes off before lifting her under the covers. He put out all the lights and joined her, spooning behind her body. “Comfortable?” He asked.

“Yes. Thank you.” She closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

“Goodnight, you little rag doll.” He kissed the back of her neck and went to sleep.
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