I will be writing one's shots for both genders and posting on this story. There will be a boy and girl version of the one shot. I will write for Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Luna Lovegood as well as the Hogwarts Mystery girls mainly but ther...
It was Valentine's day and our anniversary. My girlfriend owled me to say she wanted us to meet at a fancy restaurant in Hogsmeade, apparently, she had something very important to discuss with me. I had all day to get ready for dinner. I got all cleaned up, a nice red sweater Pansy gave me for my birthday
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And got ready to meet Hermione at the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade. It was Yeah our 1 year anniversary, we had gotten together in 5th year on February 14th. Cheesy I know but it was cute.
When I got there Hermione was fuming. 'What's wrong babe?'
'Don't call me that!' She snapped at me, 'Not after everything you've done!'
'What do you mean? I don't know what you are talking about Mione. Please tell me,' I said slowly backing away a little, 'let me help.'
'Help? All you do is screw things up!' Hermione looked like she was about to have fire pour out of her ears. 'Everything you touch, you break! I know that everyone knows that! I should have known it would end this way!'
'What do you mean?' It hurt, I really liked Hermione, I wanted us to stay together but clearly, she has other plans.
'It's over y/n! We are over!'
Later
Hermione's words echoed through my head all night. Was she right? Did I break everything I touched?
I was curled up in my favourite chair in the y/h common room. It was a faded brown leather armchair, the softness always comforted me. It reminded me of the chair my father would always sit in at home when I was little if I was lucky he would sit me in his lap as he read a bedtime story. The smell of fresh coffee always surrounded his chair. I loved to sit on my chair with a cup of coffee.
I couldn't think of what she meant though.
Pansy's POV (I nearly wrote Bellatrix oops)
It was Valentine's Day, I was sitting, alone, in the Slytherin Common Room. I hated Valentine's Day! It was my best friends anniversary with the girl I hated, don't get me wrong Hermione is a little sea witch who would just end up hurting my sweet y/n. What made it worse was y/n was completely oblivious. He couldn't see that Hermione was just using him. I could do so much more for him.
It was getting late when an owl I knew vet well came and landed on my lap. 'Hello, Jareth.' I greeted y/n's pet snowy owl as he gave me a bite, written in y/n writing;
Hey Pans,
Could you meet me at our spot? I really need to see you. I'll be there at 10 o'clock.
~ y/n
'Strange. I would have thought y/n would still be in Hogsmeade with Hermione.' I stood up checking my watch. It was a lovely silver watch with a black leather strap, y/n bought it for me. I had 30 minutes.
