You're The One I Want

By: babykelyse

A/N: So as promised...I'm back with yet another Harry/Pansy story ) As for right now, I'm not sure where I want this to go, but it will be set in Hogwart's. So bare with me, and hopefully I'll be able to do as good a job on this as I did on Infatuation )

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and possible new characters. If you sue...I highly doubt you'll get much. I think I might have about 10 bucks in my bank account.

One

Pansy Parkinson was not a happy camper. Not only had she woken up late this morning, but also missed breakfast, had her things knocked out of her hands, and had a bloody potion blow up right in her face. Now she was faced with a week's detention for hexing some random first year Hufflepuff for stepping on her new shoes.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Ms. Parkinson. You give me no choice but to give you this one week detention as well as 70 points from Slytherin."

Pansy kept her head down as Snape lectured her. Normally, she'd fill guilty for causing such a point loss in her house, but all she wanted was to return to her room, lie in her bed, and scream in her pillow. She listened idly as Snape told her that her detentions would be served with random professors throughout the week until one sentence caught her attention.

"What was that, sir?"

"If you had been listening, Ms. Parkinson, you would have heard that your detentions will be served with Mr. Potter," he drawled sarcastically.

Mentally, Pansy groaned. Not only did she have a week's worth of detention, but she'd also be serving it with the 'Golden Boy' himself. Why did all the bad things have to happen to her?

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Harry groaned aloud again when he thought about whom he'd be serving his detentions with. It was bad enough that it was a Slytherin, but Pansy Parkinson? The self-titled 'Slytherin Queen' who just loved to make his and countless other's lives miserable. He didn't understand why McGonagall had given him so many detentions anyway. He'd just mentioned...rather loudly, that Snape was a greasy git that deserved to rot in hell. It wasn't as if he said he was going to kill Snape! But she saw it in an entirely different light. She'd gone on and on about respecting his teachers and how she was so disappointed in him. At least, that's all he heard. While she'd been droning on, he'd been daydreaming about flying around the pitch after supper.

Of course, Hermione had been no different, nearly screeching his ear off about how he could have been expelled and blah blah. Ron, ever the best friend, had merely patted him on his back and said,

"Good one, mate."

Harry smiled at the memory. Immediately after Ron had said that, Hermione had turned on to him in a rage and he'd spent the better part of an hour watching them bicker back and forth. Now he was in the stands, tired and sweaty from nearly two hours of flying on his Firebolt. Resignedly, Harry looked at his watch and saw that it was nearly ten minutes to 9. He had about forty minutes to get back up to the school, clean up, and go to his detention. It was going to be a long night.

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Pansy muttered obscenities under her breath as she made her way towards the Transfiguration classroom. She wanted to be anywhere but here, and most of all she didn't want to be anywhere in the same vicinity as Harry freaking Potter. She sighed to herself, and mentally steeled herself for whatever she was going to be doing tonight. She walked into the classroom and saw that Potter, McGonagall, and Snape were already there.

She looked over to Potter, and like any girl, briefly checked him out. Just because he was a stinking Gryffindor, didn't mean that she couldn't look. He, like her, had gone without robes this evening. He was wearing a slightly tight emerald green t-shirt that showed off his defined muscles and baggy blue jeans. His trademark glasses were perched on his nose, and his hair mussed as usual. Pansy smirked to herself when she caught him not so discreetly checking her out as well.

She'd recently put jet-black streaks in her blonde hair, and tonight she had it pulled up with random wisps floating around her face. She, unlike Potter, still had on her uniform however. Her skirt was a few inches too high, and her button down shirt strained just a bit around her ample breasts. She looked damn good, and she knew it. She smirked at Potter and nearly choked when he smirked and...winked! She rolled her eyes at him and turned to the two professors.

"Tonight you'll both be cleaning and reorganizing the closets in both mine and Professor Snape's classrooms. I expect you both to be done by no later that 11 p.m. If you happen to finish early, neither of you are to leave until I come and inspect both classrooms. Am I clear?"

"Yes, Professor."

"Good. Now hand me your wands. They'll be returned to you after you're done tonight. You'll find the necessary cleaning supplies behind my desk."

The two teens handed McGonagall their wands and watched as she and Snape walked from the room.

"Well let's not wait for these closets to clean themselves, Potter. Get the cleaning supplies and take the closet over there. I'll take the one in the back of the classroom."

"And who made you boss, Parkinson? You've got arms just like I do. So why don't you make yourself useful for once, and get the supplies yourself?"

"You've got some balls, Potter. I'm a Slytherin, and Slytherins do not do household chores made for filthy muggles and you Gryffindors. So do what you're used to doing and get the damn cleaning supplies. You're wasting valuable time."

Pansy smirked as she watched his hands clench and unclench by his sides. Finally, he turned angrily and grabbed the supplies behind McGonagall's desk. He slammed the bucket down between them and reached for a washcloth and polish. Calmly, Pansy picked up her washcloth and polished and made her way towards the back of the classroom. Perhaps this detention wouldn't be so bad after all. Especially if irking Potter was in the plan.

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Harry had just finished the last bit in his work area when he looked over to Parkinson. She rolled her shirtsleeves up and somehow, a few of her buttons had come loose from her shirt showing off a good bit of her ample cleavage. He felt familiar stirrings in his belly, and quickly turned away. He would not think of Parkinson in that way. She was a bloody Slytherin, and damned irritating at that. But she did look rather delectable in her uniform. Her shirt was just tight enough to leave the looker wanting more, and her skirt was sinfully short showing off her long legs and creamy skin. Harry almost groaned aloud at that last thought and desperately tried to think of something other than the female not five feet away from him.

"Potter!"

Harry was startled out of his forbidden thoughts and looked towards Parkinson.

"What?"

"I asked if you could be so kind as to reach this vial for me. Normally I'd never stoop so low as to ask for your help, but since you're the only one in the classroom, you'll just have to do."

Harry growled low in his throat and stalked over to where she was standing. Immediately a floral scent hit his nostrils and he found himself drinking the fragrance in. Mentally shaking himself, he rudely bumped her out of the way and reached up for the vial.

"Watch it!"

"You were in my way, Parkinson."

"You purposefully walked in my path, Scarhead."

"Then I suggest you move whenever you see me coming. It'll prevent you from being knocked around, won't it?"

Pansy glared at his back and he turned away, chuckling to himself.

If I only had my wand, she thought to herself, I'd hex the bastard into next week.

Angrily, she finished scrubbing the last vial and placed it back on the shelf. She'd show Potter a thing or two about messing with Slytherins.

A/N: Okay! So that's the first chapter ) Hopefully it was good lol As of right now, I'm not really sure where I'm going with this, but I promise it'll be good in the end lol So you know the drill. Read, review, and as always enjoy ) Ciao