Inside The Three Broomsticks

[Pansy Parkinson]

Pansy controlled her desire to laugh and stared back into his eyes. "Yes, I know you Draco. I wouldn't call it giving orders and getting your way if the girl wants you too. Who is truly in control then?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco didn't smirk anymore. He was quite serious about this, feeling like his masculinity was attacked. "What if she had no desire for me at first, Pansy?"

[Pansy Parkinson]

"I don't think you would do that to someone who didn't want you back," Pansy answered him taking another sip.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco leaned back into his chair and laughed without humor, "I didn't say she didn't like me. I said she didn't want me." He took his own sip and went quiet.

[Pansy Parkinson]

Pansy took another drink "When did we start talking about you? I thought this was about me. I'm sure your snogging abilities are quite satisfactory and anyone would love for you to accost them."

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco shook his head and sighed, "Everything becomes about me at some point, I'm just too amazing a topic to avoid." He grinned and drank from his mug again, "What are you going to do about your issue with Mr. Elm?"

[Pansy Parkinson]

"I haven't the slightest idea about that," Pansy told him setting her mug down on the table. "I'm not in the mood to be toyed with."

[Draco Malfoy]

"When are you ever in a mood to be toyed with Pans?" Draco gave her a looked that said 'come on, seriously.'

[Pansy Parkinson]

"You know very well what I mean, Draco." Pansy gave him a stare telling him she wasn't amused.

[Draco Malfoy]

"Yes, yes, I know." Draco put his hands up in a defensive stance, "I say just confront the bloke."

[Pansy Parkinson]

"Can't you do it for me?" Pansy whined a bit and smiled sweetly at Draco. "I had almost forgotten. Tell me why you were in such a horrid mood the other night and ignored me, leading to your bringing me here."

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco laughed, clearly amused, "No, I can not Pansy. He is madly in love with you, not me." He sighed sufferingly and shut his eyes, "I told you in our owling. I had planned to sleep in the commons, woke up because of some sounds, and I just wasn't pleased to find you with Deimos. I didn't ignore you, I said goodnight didn't I?"

[Pansy Parkinson]

"How do you know he's not in love with you and using me to get to you? You did but you ruined my planned sleepover with you on the sofa," Pansy pretended to pout. "Why weren't you happy to see me with Blake?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco laughed again. "I'm sure he's not in love with me. Now this is your problem. Just confront the boy and be done with it." He finished his butterbeer and poured Pansy a refill, then himself another mug full, "We can have one tonight if you'd like." There was that kid's name again, dammit. He wished he could scare him off and be done with it. "Deimos isn't exactly the kind of boy my Father likes me associating with, and I don't want to associate with him either. Unnatural, he is, a little miscreant."

[Pansy Parkinson]

"You're supposed to help me with my problems, that's what I keep you around for. And I'd love to have one," Pansy teased him and then lit up happily. "I understand," she said to Draco wanting to ask more questions but knew better than to do that when it came to matters of family. She knew Draco would tell her eventually if it was important.