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As she reflected on how the young Slytherin had said the girl's name, a brief flicker of something stirred in her chest. 'Hermione Granger'. Not just 'Granger'. Not just a Gryffindor. Not 'someone' but Hermione Granger.
In Slytherin, calling someone by their first name, especially someone outside of their house, was a sign of…respect. And that, above all, made Pansy smile.
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Tasked by her parents to sort out her own 'alliance', and with her previous arrangements in tatters following the war, Pansy must choose someone notable to bring the Parkinson name into the light and overwrite her greatest mistake. With options limited, Potter and Weasley gone to become aurors, and Longbottom focused squarely on Lovegood, who better than the brain behind the Golden Trio, the Brightest Witch of her Age? Though she wasn't into witches, she was into power and like any elite Sacred Twenty-Eight witch, she'd been taught to ensnare even the most obstinate man. So, who's to say she couldn't capture the affection of the quiet, inexperienced, and very likely un-kissed Hermione Granger?