provocations

alright, it is time to give my children the appreciation they deserve. this is for the @slytherdornet ship spotlight week

harry and pansy are totally in love and are the focus of this challenge, pass it on. 

i’m going to give you some headcanons on how their relationship truly started. now i know i have talked about this before, but i really feel like it needs to be brought up again because it is just so beautiful and fantastic in my mind. it makes me want to cry. anyway.

  • they met again at a muggle pub a year after the war.
  • harry and ginny were over. 
  • realistically, it ended before it truly picked up again.
  • they were still friends at least, but that didn’t mean harry wasn’t having some kind of personal existential crisis.
  • pansy isolated herself from the world after the war.
  • she decided to intern at ollivander’s for awhile.
  • and she loved it.
  • but customers didn’t love her.
  • so she quit that day and tried to drink her sorrows away.
  • she saw harry in the corner of the bar drinking a pint.
  • she blinked a few times and could not believe she was seeing harry potter again in person.
  • and in a muggle pub of all places.
  • sure, she knew about his past, but she wondered why the boy who lived would come here now to escape.
  • he had everything he could have wanted in the wizarding world.
  • everything pansy wish she had.
  • she wasn’t sure what compelled her to go over to him.
  • maybe it was the fact that she wanted to apologize without actually apologizing.
  • or maybe it was the fact that he had grown into his lanky body and was actually physically endearing
  • either way, it didn’t matter in the end. 
  • they would have been brought together some other way.
  • she listened to her heels click against the floor as she made her way toward his booth. 
  • he didn’t look up as she sat down until she cleared her throat.
  • she expected him to recoil once he saw her, but he didn’t.
  • he just gave her a bored stare.
  • parkinson,” he asked, “what are you doing here in a muggle pub of all places? aren’t you supposed to hate muggles?”
  • she took a swig of her drink, “you don’t know anything about me, potter. you never did.
  • this caught his attention.
  • he raised his left brow, and she noticed that he had a little line of hair missing on the end of it.
  • maybe this was a leftover scar from the war.
  • or maybe it was a weird physical abnormality his face had.
  • either way, pansy didn’t like how much she was drawn to such a small detail.
  • “you still didn’t answer my question,” he replied casually.
  • “you go first,” she told him, “i’m more interested in why the boy who lived would want to avoid the wizarding world that kisses the ground he walks on.”
  • he tapped his fingers against his pint.
  • “do you really think i enjoy that attention?” he asked her seriously, “i hate it, i always have. i’m not like you.”
  • his words stung. she hated that.
  • he shouldn’t get to her.
  • but he always did, even in the past.
  • again,” she snapped back, “you know nothing about me or what my life has always been like. don’t act like you know everything.”
  • “i know enough.”
  • “you really don’t.”
  • they glared at each other from across the table, until she could no longer stand it.
  • she uncrossed her legs and collected her jacket.
  • “have a fan-fucking-tastic life, potter,” pansy said as she tried to leave, “make sure to use the perks of being the chosen one i would apparently take if i could.”
  • she flipped her hair and tried to walk away, but she was caught by surprise when he grabbed her wrist.
  • her breath caught in her throat as she turned around to face him.
  • stay,” he said quietly, “i’m interested in learning the truth, just as much as you probably are.”
  • she blinked a few times.
  • she watched his adam’s apple bob as he swallowed.
  • she knew she would regret it if she didn’t sit back down, but she knew this was dangerous.
  • pansy was always the type to play it safe.
  • but she mustered up the courage that she knew gryffindor’s had and slid back into the booth.
  • she tried to ignore the fact that he shyly smiled to himself as she did so.
  • that night, she began to learn the truth about harry potter.
  • mentally and physically.
  • and after that, they met every day and discovered more about each other each time.
  • before they knew it, they learned each other’s true natures.
  • but they also finally learned their own.