Title: Bleed Into The Mist (1/1)

Author: Jmaria aka Jill
Rated: PG-13
Character: Pansy
Spoiler: slight for S7 for Buffy, not really any for Harry

Setting: AU Book seven, post s7

Disclaimer: Not Mine. I'm just a broke hack.

Summary: Some unexpected and vile news throws a wrench in the works That is Pansy's life

Bleed Into The Mist

She was a princess of Slytherin. A queen among her house. No one dared to talk back to her. How could this little maggot of a muggle even dare to speak to her as if he knew her? As if he had the right. Because he clearly didn't. Have the right.

Pansy Parkinson was nearing eighteen, and her last year of Hogwarts was almost over. Just three more weeks. She had a future all mapped out for her, like all good Slytherin girls did. She would marry Draco Malfoy, inherit gobs of money, have one or two wriggling children, and live in the lap of luxury.

She would not have this man come to her and tell her that she was bound to kill things (well, that all depended on the outcome of the war between Potter and the Dark Lord.) for the sake of humanity. Eeww. She scrunched up her nose as Dumbledore and Snape watched her like a hawk.

"Well, Ms. Parkinson?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well what, sir? I refuse to accept this betrothal." Her head raised a notch.

"It is not as simple as a betrothal. It's your destiny."

"My Destiny is to marry Draco Malfoy, get rich and live a life of luxury. Not kill vampires for free." She gave the man a look.

"Ah, you fear to be a slayer of the vampyre. It is understandable. But I can reassure you that you will not be alone in this cause. There are hundreds of slayers of the vampyre."

"Then they can do this chore for you."

"But every little bit counts!" He whined.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I will not!" She shrilled.

"Pansy, Buffy'll explain everything to you when you arrive in Rome."

"I am not going anywhere."

"You are, I'm afraid, Ms. Parkinson." Dumbledore said softly. She spun her head to face him.

"What?"

"You are bound to fufill this duty, and as a student of Hogwarts you are to bound to honor such a duty. Your parents and Mr. Malfoy have already been contacted. They agree fully with myself and Professor Snape. We are to hand you into the care of Mr. Wells."

"This- this cannot be happening. I - my life is ruined!"

~*~

"It'll be fun, Pansy. You'll get to meet girls who are just like you! And Buffy is very nice. It'll be like one big happy family." Andrew said brightly, sipping on a juice box.

"Girls who are as absolutely miserable as I am?" She rolled her eyes. "I find that hard to imagine."

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