Chapter 1

In truth, this was the oddest thing that had ever happened to Pansy Parkinson.

The last thing that she remembered was going on a scouting mission into a cave in the Himalayan Mountains to look for a dangerous species of serpent that had been feeding off the cattle belonging to the natives.

It was a special type of animal as it was undocumented and one of a rare species of serpent that could cast spells. It specialized in time bending spells that were far more dangerously effective than a time turner and so the agency had sent in their two best agents in Granger and Parkinson to track it down.

But before that, Pansy's life had taken a turn for the strange and bizarre, even before she woke up in a strange land called Westeros.

If there was one thing that she was known for, it was her lack of tact, borderline obnoxious personality and the fact that there were very few things that she actually gave two cents about.

When she had been in school, the only things she had cared about were good grades, her reputation as the Slytherin House Queen and Draco Malfoy.

She had had a massive crush on him when she was younger and though she told herself that it was because of how wonderful and brave he was, it was really that he was her ticket to power in the house.

It wasn't until the end of fifth year rolled around that Pansy began to actually think for herself and make her own decisions.

Her parents hadn't made up their mind as to where they stood in the war yet, though the Malfoys were the dark lord's right hand men. Pansy hadn't been able to understand why her parents were dragging their feet until they had told her during the summer holidays that they had sided with Dumbledore and wanted her to spy on her classmates for the light side.

At first, the only Parkinson daughter had felt incredibly betrayed. She had been raised her entire life to think of herself as a certain type of person and to be a certain way. Now her parents were telling her to turn her back on everything she believed in and go a route she honestly believed was going to kill her and cause the extinction of House Parkinson.

No one had been able to best the dark lord, what made them think that Potter could?

Calum Parkinson had sat his daughter down and explained to her that they were following Dumbledore based on logic and evolution.

At first it hadn't made sense to her, but then he had pulled out a copy of the history book on England's magical families and explained to her that purebloods were dying out from too much inbreeding. More and more squibs were being born and House Parkinson had only birthed two healthy children in the twenty years that Pansy's mother and father had been married. The doctors at St. Mungo's had been shocked that her mother Trina had been able to bear any at all let alone two.

It was why they had sent her older brother Trystan to Italy to find a wife from one of the pureblood witches there. The pureblood was stretched too thin and if there was any chance of saving their bloodline than they couldn't go the supremacist route that Riddle was taking.

"It is either conform or die Pansy," her father had said to her.

It had taken her the better part of the summer holidays to understand that her parents were right and perhaps it was time to begin doing things differently.

She still hadn't liked it at first and had absolutely hated it when her parents had dragged her to a meeting of the Order of the Phoenix meeting. Playing nice with Potter and Granger and Weasley had been awful.

She hated them and they hated her. The only good thing was that they couldn't call her pug face anymore since over fifth year she had grown into her looks. Many of the boys at school had begun to give her a second look which had bolstered Pansy's ego even further.

But after a while of being forced to hang around with the Golden Trio, Pansy had discovered they weren't as bad as she had first thought. It helped that the senior Weasleys got along with her parents and vice versa.

The next two years seemed to fly by in which Pansy noticed the error of her ways and actually became close friends with Hermione, something she would have thought unthinkable years earlier.

They went on to defeat the dark lord, something Pansy also would have thought was unthinkable and graduated from school.

A final unthinkable thing was the fact that Pansy began to date Ron Weasley, something she was sure that would have made her younger eleven year old self run screaming from any room.

But things were actually going rather well.

Potter had shacked up with Lovegood and Ginny Weasley was currently engaged to Blaise Zabini.

Everyone who Pansy thought would have nothing to do with each other while they were in school was now suddenly in relationships with each other, dating or getting married and planning families.

She was sure her ancestors were rolling over in their graves.

But Pansy found she couldn't care less what her grandparents or their parents or even her distant aunts, uncles and cousins would have thought.

For the first time in her life she was happy and she didn't care that her ancestors wouldn't have liked it.

Ron had matured a good deal from his school days and treated the former Slytherin right. He genuinely cared for her, and Pansy would be lying if she said he didn't make her heart beat faster when he walked into a room.

After graduating from school, she had secured a job working in the Department for the Care and Relocation of Dangerous Creatures along with Lovegood and Granger. Taking care of odd animals had been a hobby of the odd blonde when the three of them had been in school. Against her better judgement, Pansy had followed her friends into the business and become one of these hunters as well.

Becoming a member of this department required training that was far more vigorous than that of being an Auror and every day for nearly a year before they had gotten their badges, the three friends had found themselves in rigorous training that included, tumbling, boxing, wrestling, sword fighting and using other weapons of various ilk.

Some of the creatures they would be sent after would be highly dangerous and required them to be highly physically trained in order to subdue them and relocate them. Pansy found there was nothing she liked more than to throw herself head first into the training

Bleeding heart Granger, as Pansy would sometimes jokingly refer to her as, would go off on a tangent about how they were making the lives of these creatures better by simply moving them to safer habitats.

Pansy would then laugh at her partner, causing Hermione to glare at her.

It was odd that now the two of them worked in such close quarter with each other when they had hardly been able to stand each other when they had been in school.

But oddly enough, they had worked rather well together.

Hermione was there when Pansy wanted to rant about Ron and Pansy was there when Hermione wanted to rant about Draco whom she was currently dating.

That was as big a surprise as the brunette had ever seen.

She would never have thought in a million years that the Hogwarts bookworm and resident expert in all things goody two shoes related would get together with the Slytherin bad boy.

But they had been going out for around six months now and Pansy had never seen Draco as happy as he was when he was with Hermione.

It seemed the end of the war had brought about a good deal many changes.

The two were talking about getting married even and Granger had been talking about the wedding plans even before the two partners had trudged up the mountain path and into the cave where apparently the den of serpents was hiding.

Unfortunately, they had underestimated the sheer size of the nest they walked into and these serpents were volatile when their nest was being disturbed.

Pansy tightened her grip on the two long knives she always carried with her for emergencies but it was too late.

Faster than both of the partners were able to follow, one of the serpents reared up and spit poison at the two of them.

Knowing what the venom of this serpent could do when it came into contact with skin as she had seen the effect it had on other things, Pansy did the unthinkable and forced Granger out of the way.

In truth, she had thought she would have more time to move, but the moment she felt something wet and sticky and stinging touch her face….it was all over for her.

The last thing Pansy heard before she blacked out was Granger screaming her name and the painful and bizarre sensation of falling faster than the eye could see. Her stomach rose into her throat and her last thought was of Ron before she blacked out.

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When the brunette opened her eyes again, she was surprised to find that she was in strong light.

At first the brunette thought she had been taken to St. Mungo's and that Granger had somehow managed to get her down the mountain but when she looked up again and saw the face of an unknown woman looming over her with a smile on her face, she immediately realized something was on.

"Who the bloody hell are you?" she asked and then wanted to clap a hand over her mouth when she realized that the words had come out of her, but not in any sort of form that she knew.

In fact, she had babbled them as if she were a new born infant.

What the bloody hell is this?!

"She's beautiful my lady," said a new voice and Pansy looked up to see a woman in a homely brown dress wiping her hands on an apron as she looked at her.

"She certainly is," said the unknown woman who was looming above her. "I think so, and I certainly hope Walder thinks so and doesn't just ignore her. She's his first born daughter, he should have some connection with her."

"What do you wish to call her my lady?" the other woman asked as the two of them looked on.

The unknown woman who Pansy was slowly beginning to register was her mother, smiled down at her.

"I've never seen an infant with such jade green eyes as she has. I wonder where she inherited them from. It certainly isn't from myself or Walder. Her black hair perhaps, but not her eyes."

"My lady, Lord Walder will want to know what you have decided to name her," the other woman said uncertainty, fear coming into her eyes.

At this point, Pansy had to remind herself not to panic. She had not a clue what was going on, or where she was or how she came to be in this place and was so obviously an infant once more.

This woman is acting like my mother but she is certainly not the mother that I know.

"Yes…..Yes of course," her new mother said nodding down at her before she reached out a hand and took hold of one of Pansy's curls….looking at her with love in her eyes.

At this expression, the beautiful brunette began to calm very slightly. Surely the place she was in could not be all bad if there was a person who loved her and treated her as her daughter.

Right?

"I have a feeling this one will be special," she murmured. "She'll be better than her brother….she'll be better than all of us."

"Lady Bethany," the other woman said who was clearly a servant. "The name?"

"Melara….Melara Frey."

What have I gotten myself into?

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So...you guessed it! A Pansy Parkinson in Westeros fic is born! I promise this will be the last story I post for a while because I'm already getting in over my head with all of these projects, but I just can't help myself at times. Pansy is a little known character as well but the one thing we do know about her is that she's brash, tactless and doesn't really give a rip about anything but power in Slytherin House, well that and Draco when she was younger. In this story however, I wanted to pair her with Robb because I just think that would be interesting and I have a huge crush on Robb Stark as it is lol. I also happen to think that House Frey needs some cleaning up and Pansy would be an interesting choice to do it. I hope you like it and don't forget to review!