It was April 2nd, 1999 and Pansy Parkinson was sitting with a group of 8th years next to the lake. Looking at the calm water on that beautiful spring day she realized that she felt happy. She had come back to Hogwarts trying to be closer to home so her mother would feel better, but she thought she was coming to face shaming and alienation. Instead, she had found a group of people that wanted to forgive, if not altogether forget, and they had been amazing to her. They all seem to move around in a pack most of the time, but she found herself spending a lot of time with Ron and Blaise, both individually and together. Ron and she seemed particularly attached to each other now. She had changed a lot, no longer upholding pureblood supremacy bullshit, but she was still bossy and to some point demanding, and Blaise was a carefree Italian that did not pay much attention to her little pouts, but Ron Weasley seemed mesmerized by them, always ready to do her bid. She mused that since Hermione was not available to boss him around all day someone must take her place.

She was sitting on the grass, bare feet (her old governess would cringe if she found out) picking blades of grass contentedly when she felt a familiar body sit behind her and pull her back to nestle her between his long legs. Ron hugged her to make her recline against his chest and kissed her temple.

"And how is my favorite flower on this glorious day?"

She smiled wide and turned around to kiss his bearded cheek

"I was good and now I'm even better. Where is Blaise?"

Ron pouted

"he had to leave. His mother needed some urgent jewelry or something so he went to spend the weekend home to avoid a crisis. He left us Pansy! He abandoned us!" he said, shaking her dramatically.

She laughed and turned to looked at him while caressing his beard

"it's ok my dragon master, I'll take care of you".

He smiled and gave her a peck on the lips and then rested his head on her shoulder, looking at the water. She felt a shiver down her spine. The one uncomfortable side effect of hanging out with Blaise and Ron was that she was growing a crush on them. Both of them. But she would not do anything to hurt either of them, so she had to suck it up.

Still, she allowed herself to enjoy the little intimacies that she got with either of them, might as well fill up the void of not having her own relationship with the sweetness of her two new best friends. That day she and Ron were attached like magnets. They held hands walking, or she would lace her arm on his when she wanted to gossip in his ear; they laughed and played and she loved that he kept insisting on taking her on piggyback rides, arguing that it was faster if they walked at the pace of his long legs.

After dinner, they were lounging on a couch in the common room when she dozed off. At first, he covered her with a blanket to let her nap, but then he wanted to go to his room, so he carried her with him and settle her on his bed. She woke a couple of minutes later and looked around confused. He was changing into his pajamas and gave her a smile, throwing her a pair of boxers and a t-shirt.

"I should go to my room," she said.

He pouted

"and leave me here alone? What if the giant spiders come for me?"

she rolled her eyes.

"Fine, I'll stay, but only because you need protection".

He grinned and jumped on the bed.

"Shouldn't you sleep on the other bed?"

he shook his head no.

"you are my shield against the spiders, I need you close".

She made a theatrical gesture of feeling resigned and put her head on the pillow. He laid on his side, holding his head with his hand while he ran his fingers through her hair.

"Ron, this is a bit too intimate, don't you think?"

he nodded in agreement but didn't stop. She insisted

"what about Blaise?"

He seemed to decide on something, then spoke:

"you feel very attached to him, don't you?"

she nodded, confused. He kept going

"do you like him? Do you find him attractive?"

she gave him a perplexed look but answered

"of course. He is one of the hottest men I know".

Ron nodded pensively.

"And what about me? Do you find me attractive?"

she shrugged

"I have told you many times, you went to bed one day a lanky boy and woke up the next day a hunk".

He cupped her face and kissed her softly on the lips. She had half a mind to push him softly

"Ron please…" but she couldn't bring herself to clearly ask him to stop.

He looked her in the eye and said

"we are falling for you. Me and Blaise. You know we are both bisexual. But that's not the point. The point is that since you came back you became part of our life and now we want you to be our girlfriend. If you would have us, of course. But also if you decide to pick only one of us we agreed to respect your desires, knowing that he and I will stay a couple. And if you don't want neither then we stay friends, no harm done".

She looked at him dumbfounded. Ron saw her hesitation and with his wand, he conjured his Jack Russel Terrier Patronus and sent a message to Blaise

"I told her. Do you want to say anything?".

A few minutes went by and a Beagle Patronus floated in

"Pans is whatever you say. I love you no matter what. And feel free to enjoy that redhead hunk if you are in the mood. He's amazing in the sac".

Pansy could only stare and blink. She looked into Ron's eyes and caressed his face. He smiled at her and went down for a soft kiss. She responded in kind and spoke to his lips

"you know I did sleep with Blaise a couple of times sixth year. Before it all went to shit".

Ron chuckled and said

"I'm sure that was the inexperienced version of Blaise. You would enjoy it so much more now".

She giggled.

"So we are doing this?"

Ron nodded

"we are doing this".

And with that, she let her self dive into the deep pool of his desire.

They kept looking into each other's eyes while they quickly got naked, and then laid down next to each other, focused completely in this erotic moment. He took his time kissing her and exploring her body with his mouth, while she caressed every inch of skin that she could reach. When he went down to find her warm wetness she opened herself for him and was rewarded with bliss. He consumed her passionately until he could feel her ecstasy clenching on her wet walls. After allowing her to come down from her high he positioned himself on top of her and aligned himself to her entrance.

"Do you want this?"

She could only whisper

"yes please".

He pushed himself inside her and she responded with a sensual moan that made him go wild. He captured her lips on a deep kiss while he pounded deep and hard, increasing his pace with the willing responses of her body. She wrapped herself tightly around him, using her legs to make him go faster until she exploded and her orgasm caused him to fall over the edge of his own release. They stayed entangled for a few minutes, then he slid next to her and they looked at each other while still mutually caressing.

She looked with a tiny hint of sadness and said:

"I have never known how to produce a Patronus".

Ron smiled sweetly.

"I will teach you how. I taught Blaise how to produce his. Is likely that his is a dog too because we love each other. I wonder what yours will look like, my beautiful flower".

She smiled and nestled herself under his chin, breathing his scent. Three months ago she would not think she could feel so happy.