31For Love or Cause
Chapter 2: Decisions
Pansy P.O.V.
So this is what my parents were talking about, "an interesting year" indeed. Oddly enough I'm not that bothered it's actually almost comical. I figured that I was probably not going to get to choose my husband anyway and I thought it was going to be Draco or some other pureblooded nitwit. But now I see that only three of the boys here are purebloods and one of which is not even in Slytherin this could prove to be…intriguing.
Harry P.O.V.
Let me get this straight. Not only do I not have a say in my destiny and what I'm "meant to do" and all that shit, but I don't even get to choose who I spend my life with or who will stand beside me when my life ends! What dumbass came up with this!
"I know what you all must be thinking but when the ministry came up with this….Harry rolls his eyes. 'Figures'….I thought they had some good points." Dumbledore stated. He then motioned Filtch to open the doors and in came Mr. & Mrs. Weasley, Remus, Tonks, Mr. & Mrs. Malfoy, and Moody. Behind them were some Aurors I didn't know and Ministry officials, including the Minister of Magic….Fudge.
"We are in dark times right now. You all know that You-Know-Who is back and…."
"Would you just say his damn name! Voldemort. Voldemort Voldemort. Voldemort!" Well upon seeing the looks on everyone's faces I took it that I just said that out loud. Great just what I needed. But I looked out the corner of my eye and saw Pansy Parkinson snort with laughter. And for some reason it didn't bother me. It actually made me want to laugh too.
Pansy P.O.V.
After Potter's little outburst I couldn't help but snort. Bad idea. Draco and his parents shot a glare at me.
"Sorry, sinus allergies must be the dust in the room." I sweetly say. I look at Potter and he looks like he's fighting a smile.
"Alright whatever I get it, it's dangerous times, and we need more good guys. United we stand. Divided we fall…..blah blah blah! Can you just tell us who we have the distinguished honor to call our fiancée?" Draco burst. Typical Malfoy. Patience is a virtue and the Malfoy's definitely don't have any of those.
"Yes Headmaster please," begged Granger, "can we get to the actual pairings?"
"Yes, yes Ms. Granger I believe we have prolonged it enough," Dumbledore chuckled, "we will make this orderly and read off the pairs in silence please. Then we can start the inevitable battle. First we have….
End of chapter two! Please read and review! And I'll update. Thanx