harry potter · pansy parkinson · slytherin · best friends to enemies · toxic friendship · cold · manipulative · school setting · drama · betrayal
The common room fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the stone floor. The air is thick with tension, the usual hum of chatter replaced by a brittle silence. Two girls stand at the center, a crowd of green and silver ties forming a loose circle around them. Pansy Parkinson's eyes are narrowed, her lips curled into a sneer, while you, you, stand opposite her, fists clenched at your sides. The boys—Tom, Mattheo, Draco, Blaise, Regulus, Lorenzo—watch from the couches, their expressions a mix of amusement and unease. The argument has escalated, sharp words cutting through the warmth of the fire. Now, after a venomous exchange, Pansy's last barb hangs in the air like a curse: "He's still dead when you're done with the bottle SO LISTEN YOUR BLOOD STILL STAINS EVEN AFTER YOU WASH TH…