| Puffskein
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Sixth Year |  Behind Her Mask Sa16 + || Ron Weasley & Pansy Parkinson || If You Just Realize Sa13+
CHAPTER SIX: EXCHANGING ENEMIES
Pansy’s eyes opened to reveal the room upside down. She sat up, realizing she had been laying on the floor. Everyone in the room surrounded her. She didn’t even know she fainted. Her ears were fuzzy as Mrs. Weasley helped her stand.
“I told you this was too much for her!” She shot at Arthur.
Pansy held onto a chair and swallowed hard, as everything came back into her view. Sirius handed her a glass of cold water and she sipped it.
“Can I…” Pansy started and sighed, “Go now?”
She still felt horribly dizzy and wanted to run far away.
“One more minute, Pansy.” Sirius said, “We have a plan and need you to on board with this.”
“I’m going to be sick.” She burst out, sitting down. Molly was watching her, distressed. She hated the fact that the order was dumping all of the stressing information on her.
Pansy finished her glass of water and looked at Sirius, ready to listen. He smiled.
“We have a pretty good idea.” He told her, all of them listening intently. “We are going to pretend to hand you over..”
“What?” Pansy questioned.
“Don’t worry. It’s a total sham. He won’t get near you. But we need you to follow us to the ministry and act like you’re giving yourself in.”
Pansy’s head spun. She hated the idea.
“We need you, Pansy. You’re the only way we’re going to get close enough to Voldemort to destroy him.”
“How do you destroy the Dark Lord.” Pansy said sarcastically.
“Harry Potter has been working on it. We all have. We’ll work out the details. We just need you to help us. Trust us.”
Pansy looked around at all of them. With great hesitation she nodded. Arthur clapped his hands together. Pansy stood and turned around to leave. She didn't make it to the door before the room started to spin again.
Ron was situated in a large armchair, barely listening to Harry and Hermione explain to Ginny something about Voldemort. Ron wasn't paying attention to them. They didn't bother to ask Ron what was going on with him and Pansy, or what had happened outside. Ron perked up as he saw Snape enter the room with Pansy in his arms. Ron jumped out of his seat, startled by the scene. He ran to Snape as he was palcing Pansy on a couch.
"What did you-"
"Shut it, Weasley." Snape said, sounding annoyed. "She just fainted."
Snape studied Pansy and noticing she was breathing, he conjured a glass and filled it with water. He set it on the floor and left the room. Ron kneeled beside her.
"Pansy?" He asked quietly. Her eyes didn't flicker, her mouth made no sign of movement. Ron waited, not moving from his position. He watched her breathe as she was in her deep sleep.
Ginny moved to a closer couch, facing Ron.
"You know you're acting mental, right?"
Ron ignored her and continued to stare at Pansy.
Ginny continued, "There is no way you are thinking straight. Now I know we've all been thinking this, and nobody has the guts to confront you about it but... Why the bloody hell are you all over her?"
"Ginny." Ron sighed, his temper rising. "Let it go, you don't understand."
"I think what Ginny means is.." Hermione said, getting up from her spot and joining Ginny on the couch, confronting Ron. "Why are you acting so different? You won't even say a word to any of us, you just wait around for her. I mean, we're all happy for you, I think. It's just weird, Ron."
"You think?" Ron turned around to look at everyone, who was staring at him. "What's that supposed to mean?" He eyed Harry, wondering if he thought he was acting weird to.
"You do know, that underneath everything, she's still..." Ginny trailed off.
Ron waitied for her to answer, his expression angry.
"People just don't change over night." Hermione said plainly. Ginny nodded.
"What! You were talking to her earlier. If I didn't know better, I would have called you both friends with her." Ron spat at them.
"We've been thinking." Ginny said.
"Sh." Ron turned back to Pansy as he noticed her body shift. He looked at her, worried. He then sighed.
"It's probably not a good thing to get caught up in everything that's going on." Hermione pressed on, "Especially with the Dark Lord. She's a target. We're just scared for you."
"Hermione, you and Harry both know what danger we're in with Voldemort anyway!" Ron's voice was rising. He had hope that Pansy would wake up so they would stop bothering him.
"This is different." Harry whispered. "We think that because Voldemort was after her parents, he'll probably be after her as well. So the plans with us, plus being invoved with her.. Well, you're pretty much handing yourself over to Voldemort."
Ron was now silent.
"Do you even remember what she was like to us? Draco?" Hermione whined.
"Do you guys realize how different she has been! Something has changed inside of her, and it's changing me!"
Hermione stood, as did Harry. "Ron." Hermione whimpered, "You're putting someone you used to hate, who you don't even know... You're putting her before your best friends."
Ron stood slowly and faced them.
"You don't know how pathetic you two sound. I can't believe you're acting this way. Look at her. She is not who we remember. I, for one, am willing to put everything bad behind us and accept her as a friend. As someone I want to grow to know very well."
Ron's mind was buzzing around how everyone was feeling. He saw Fred and George leave the room because he was yelling. It was obivous that none of them could trust Pansy. They all seemed to forget what she has done for them in the past little while.
"I don't know you anymore." Ron said to them through gritted teeth to Harry and Hermione. "Some friends you are."
"Ron, don't say that." Hermione said.
"Get out." Ron whispered.
"We're only telling you what's best-" Harry tried.
"Get out!" Ron yelled at them. His hands balled into fists. Harry and Hermione shuddered at Ron's loud voice. They stared at him. Ginny got up and left in a hurry.
Harry and Hermione's eyes shifted towards the couch behind Ron.
Pansy was sitting up, wide eyed, staring at them.
Hermione's eyes were teary. Harry pulled her by the hand and they left the room.
Ron slowly turned around to see Pansy awake.
"What.. happened?" She whispered, scared that Ron was yelling.
Ron forced a smile as he kneeled back down. "Nothing, Pansy. They're being complete idiots."
"I hope you weren't fighting because of me." She said in a light airy voice.
"Don't be silly." He tried to calm her down. He then sat on the couch and grabbed her shoulders lightly pulling her down so her head was laying on his lap. She giggled, looking up at him.
"If the old Ron Weasley could see you now, you'd be in trouble." She teased him.
He looked down at her, smirking. "I like the new me, don't you?"
Her eyes beamed at him as the butterflies lingered in her stomach. She nodded.
They remained on the couch as Ron asked her what went on with the order. Pansy explained as best she could and explained her fears about Voldemort. She connected with Ron and he felt close to her and happy, despite what his so-called friends were saying earlier. He didn't listen to a thing they said. Pansy was apart of him now and he wasn't letting her out of his grasp.
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