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Chapter 13: Rude Wake-up Call

Pansy woke in Harry's arms. She smiled to herself and snuggled closer- Harry murmured something before kissing her neck. She tried not to blush when thinking about the night before. If that was how sex felt then she was a for having Harry Potter fuck her. Even now she could feel his hard erection against her back. She wanted him more than she ever thought she could want someone.

"Would you like to go to dinner tonight?" Pansy asked.

"Sure," Harry muttered his hot breath on her skin. Pansy's body heated up as his hands brushed her breast.

"Harry," Pansy said. Harry chuckled as his hand came to rest on her breast again.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"I want you," Pansy told him.

"I want you too," Harry told her sucking on her neck.

"I mean I want you, ah, I want you to come inside me," Pansy admitted. Harry smirked and his hand trailed down her body, his fingers spreading her legs. His other hand caressed her breast, playing with her nipple as he sucked on her neck. Pansy stiffened when a finger entered her- she hadn't been expecting it.

"Relax," Harry whispered into her skin.

His hand gently stroked her, a slow place of in and out. Pansy moaned softly trying to put more pressure on his finger, Harry added another one. His hand curved over her mound, and she gasped, his fingers perilously close to her tight bud of nerves, his erection heavy and alive against her.

"Harry," Pansy panted softly. Harry chuckled lightly against her skin as his fingers moved faster. She convulsed around his fingers breathing heavily.

Harry pulled her closer and they cuddled in the afterglow of her orgasm. Pansy understood why women didn't wait to have sex now. In fact she wish she had taken every single man up on his offer- not that there were many. The idea that sex was something only to be share with your husband once you were married was something she would never preach or teach again. She smiled thinking that maybe sometime soon she and Harry would actually have sex- with actual penetration.

"What time is it?" Harry asked her lazily. Pansy frowned and looked for her clock.

"It's, shit! You're going to be late for work!" Pansy told him getting ready to get dressed. Harry groaned as they both rushed to get ready. Pansy dressed quickly- she was going to see her mother before going to work- then hurried to the kitchen for a light breakfast. Harry had made toast already and she gave him a grateful smile.

"I'll see you later tonight yeah?" Harry asked. He kissed the top of her forehead and went to the fire place.

"I'll owl you, my mother might make my life hell!" Pansy sighed. They laughed and he was gone. Pansy followed after him arriving at her mother's house late. Pansy frowned for a second, it was the first time in a long time she'd ever been late somewhere.

"Missus yous is coming at a bad bad time," the elf said.

"What do you mean?" Pansy asked tense.

"I told yous too much!" she squeaked. Pansy frowned at the elf and waited for her to say more.

"I want to see my mother, now," Pansy demanded of the elf. Dokey squared her shoulders and led Pansy to her mother's room. The smell as they got closer however caused Pansy to pause and wonder if she really wanted to see her mother so soon after they had last talked.

Pansy opened the door to see her mother's decomposing body laying, eyes open, in bed. Pansy stared, unable to process what she was seeing. She felt guilty for spending time with Harry but she also felt guilty for being relieved. She wouldn't have to deal with her mother anymore. No more insults about her person or demands she'd have to listen to. She was free and Pansy felt terrible about being happy about that.

"Dokey!" Pansy called quietly.

"Missus?" Dokey asked. She looked ready to be punished, Pansy sighed.

"Call St. Mugo's and then my mother's solicitor," Pansy told the elf. She nodded and vanished.

Pansy headed towards the kitchen only to find toast and a cup of tea waiting for her already. Pansy smiled, wondering what would happen to her now. Technically her mother could have left everything to distant cousins or other family members. Pansy could still be without or her mother could force her into taking charge of Parkinson Manor. Pansy frowned thinking about the elves and the upkeep of everything. She remembered how much work Narcissa had had to put into the running of Malfoy Manor. How much work she'd have to put into everything. Pansy thought of the funeral of the few people who would want to pay their respects.

Pansy sipped her tea and took a bit out of her toast. She thought of writing to Harry or Draco or even Daphne and Blaise but she couldn't find the words. She went to the library; she'd find a nice book while waiting for everything to come together. She decided to read one of her favorites Charming Unicorns- it reminded her of better times when her mother was still sane.

The knocking on the door woke Pansy up. She turned her head to find Dokey's huge eyes staring at her, Pansy jumped. She looked around her- she could tell it was late afternoon by the sun. the book she had started to read was on the floor.

"Healer Hedgehog is here," Dokey told her. Pansy nodded and got up.

The healer was waiting for her in the foyer, looking around. Pansy scowled even now they were probably looking for signs of dark magic. There would be some, her mother was all for the dark lord, but they would mostly likely not be in the foyer. Healer Hedgehog was a tall woman with brown skin and hazel eyes, she was slim with long braided hair. She looked to be in her mid forties, her face was lined. Pansy noticed the mud on her shoes and wondered why she hadn't taken them off.

"Healer Hedgehog?" Pansy asked.

"Yes, Ms. Parkinson, correct?" she asked. Pansy tried to smile.

"Correct," Pansy nodded.

"Your elf wasn't clear on why I'm here. I've got many patients waiting for treatment. I don't normally do house calls," she told her firmly. Pansy stared at the woman.

"Today I found my mother's body. I would like an autopsy if possible before I bury her," Pansy told the woman coldly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'll make sure it gets done. Where is the body- your mother?" Healer Hedgehog asked.

"Dokey please show Healer Hedgehog to mother's rooms," Pansy told the elf. The house elf bowed and started up the grand stair case, the healer followed.

Wow, it's been a while hasn't it? Sorry for the long wait...writer's block is being my best friend right now so we'll see how this ends... And I've really wanted to just rewrite this whole thing- which I'm actually doing right now, even though I haven't finished this one. As I've said on my profile I think in total I'm going to make this 20 chapters. I like round numbers, lol. Again sorry for the long wait- I know this isn't the best of chapters.