Confusion: [Neville/Pansy]
Title: Confusion
Author: heron_advocate
Rating: G
Pairing(s): Neville/Pansy
Character(s): Pansy Parkinson-centric, Neville Longbottom
Summary: Pansy can't figure out why she treats him differently.
Prompt(s): #37, 'gentle,' for lions_serpents and #82, 'keep a secret' for the 100 themes.
Word Count: 296
A/N: I dedicate this to accio_cowbell, because she is the Pansy to my Neville, literally. ♥
Pansy couldn't figure it out, but she could never quite bring herself to tease the Longbottom boy. It was difficult enough to keep the contemptuous look on her face.
It was annoying. She tried, she really did. But every time she opened her mouth, the scathing insult never came out. And then she'd spend at least two hours wondering what in the world was wrong with her.
He was pathetic; he deserved to be derided - didn't he? Of course he did. He was just like all those other idiot Gryffindors.
Even as Pansy told herself this, she knew that he really wasn't. There was something different about him - an air of gentleness, perhaps - that stopped her from treating him like the others.
She'd seen him alone in the Greenhouses once. Of course, he hadn't known she was there, and she certainly didn't make her presence known. It appeared as though he was taking care of some plants for Sprout.
She watched him for a good hour, marveling at the attention he paid to each and every little plant. She couldn't figure out for the life of her why he spent so much time on it. First years would be tearing through that batch of ginger in no time; there was absolutely no need to devote so much time and energy to making it perfect.
And yet, he did. That puzzled her.
She was glad that none of her friends seemed to notice that she treated him differently; she certainly wasn't going to tell them about it - it was her secret, of sorts. She was sure they would say she was going soft.
Although, if 'going soft' meant being friends with Neville Longbottom, then perhaps it wasn't such a bad thing, after all.
Author: heron_advocate
Rating: G
Pairing(s): Neville/Pansy
Character(s): Pansy Parkinson-centric, Neville Longbottom
Summary: Pansy can't figure out why she treats him differently.
Prompt(s): #37, 'gentle,' for lions_serpents and #82, 'keep a secret' for the 100 themes.
Word Count: 296
A/N: I dedicate this to accio_cowbell, because she is the Pansy to my Neville, literally. ♥
Pansy couldn't figure it out, but she could never quite bring herself to tease the Longbottom boy. It was difficult enough to keep the contemptuous look on her face.
It was annoying. She tried, she really did. But every time she opened her mouth, the scathing insult never came out. And then she'd spend at least two hours wondering what in the world was wrong with her.
He was pathetic; he deserved to be derided - didn't he? Of course he did. He was just like all those other idiot Gryffindors.
Even as Pansy told herself this, she knew that he really wasn't. There was something different about him - an air of gentleness, perhaps - that stopped her from treating him like the others.
She'd seen him alone in the Greenhouses once. Of course, he hadn't known she was there, and she certainly didn't make her presence known. It appeared as though he was taking care of some plants for Sprout.
She watched him for a good hour, marveling at the attention he paid to each and every little plant. She couldn't figure out for the life of her why he spent so much time on it. First years would be tearing through that batch of ginger in no time; there was absolutely no need to devote so much time and energy to making it perfect.
And yet, he did. That puzzled her.
She was glad that none of her friends seemed to notice that she treated him differently; she certainly wasn't going to tell them about it - it was her secret, of sorts. She was sure they would say she was going soft.
Although, if 'going soft' meant being friends with Neville Longbottom, then perhaps it wasn't such a bad thing, after all.