Fic: It was all a Show, Harry/Pansy, PG
Title: It was all a show
Author: milynee
Rating: PG
Summary: They called her famous. She called it putting on a show.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling
Word Count: 320
A/N: 100quills: #006: Picture- (50.1 Harry/Pansy)
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She'd put on her best dress robes and make up.
They'd all ask her to move to the left, to the right, spin around or to just pose for the cameras. She'd smile when people asked her to, and as much as she despised the appearances the flashing lights told her that she was important.
They called her famous. She called it putting on a show. She'd smirk at available bachelors, and she'd sometimes show interest but there was nothing more to it. Yes, she was plastic, but that didn't stop her from having fun.
She was known for being single, but she likes to keep her private life private. She was never pictured with any male escort, which is surprising to her considering her life style. Or, maybe she just out-smarts the cameramen.
She was never the person in the background. She was the one everyone wanted to see, to see if she was going to start something. Sometimes, they'd follow her just so that she can get the special shot. She knows how much these shots cost, and yet she still smiles at them. But, whatever it is that they catch her doing, she doesn't blow it out of proportion.
She looks at the Daily Prophet in hand once again that morning. The article accompanying the picture isn’t long; in fact it’s just an article about the annual Malfoy Incorporated charity event. The caption below the picture is what she’s confused about, it read: This Seeker has finally found a Keeper--Harry Potter and Pansy Parkinson keep each other company during the annual events.
She can’t help but watch the moving picture over and over. It’s an innocent picture. Both, she and the infamous wizard lean in closer, he whispers something and she smiles. She actually remembers the evening, and enjoyed her company. She doesn’t know what to make of it, but she isn’t bothered by it either.
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Author: milynee
Rating: PG
Summary: They called her famous. She called it putting on a show.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling
Word Count: 320
A/N: 100quills: #006: Picture- (50.1 Harry/Pansy)
~*~*~*~
She'd put on her best dress robes and make up.
They'd all ask her to move to the left, to the right, spin around or to just pose for the cameras. She'd smile when people asked her to, and as much as she despised the appearances the flashing lights told her that she was important.
They called her famous. She called it putting on a show. She'd smirk at available bachelors, and she'd sometimes show interest but there was nothing more to it. Yes, she was plastic, but that didn't stop her from having fun.
She was known for being single, but she likes to keep her private life private. She was never pictured with any male escort, which is surprising to her considering her life style. Or, maybe she just out-smarts the cameramen.
She was never the person in the background. She was the one everyone wanted to see, to see if she was going to start something. Sometimes, they'd follow her just so that she can get the special shot. She knows how much these shots cost, and yet she still smiles at them. But, whatever it is that they catch her doing, she doesn't blow it out of proportion.
She looks at the Daily Prophet in hand once again that morning. The article accompanying the picture isn’t long; in fact it’s just an article about the annual Malfoy Incorporated charity event. The caption below the picture is what she’s confused about, it read: This Seeker has finally found a Keeper--Harry Potter and Pansy Parkinson keep each other company during the annual events.
She can’t help but watch the moving picture over and over. It’s an innocent picture. Both, she and the infamous wizard lean in closer, he whispers something and she smiles. She actually remembers the evening, and enjoyed her company. She doesn’t know what to make of it, but she isn’t bothered by it either.
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