Pansy-
After the trip to Diagon Alley, Mother locked me in my room, coming in a few times a time to check the progress I made on the massive amount of homework. I haven't eaten anything since the trip to Diagon Alley and as a result, I feel light-headed all the time, the words on the parchment blurs as I force myself to move my eyes across the page; my finger couldn't stop shaking as I attempt to dip my silver quill into the ink well.
Can't stop. Have to study. Make mother proud. Parkinson...
"Pansy, I am going out! Okay?" Mother's voice vibrates through my head.
"Okay!" I finally manage to croak out.
"Don't go anywhere, stay at home!"
Since when have I ever followed that rule?! Mother, you know better.
I grab my traveling cloak, homework will have to wait for a while. Before I can open the door, Malfoy's head appears in my fireplace.
"Get your-, oh I see you have already got your traveling cloak, then you must have realized that both of our mothers left home at the same time."
"Something is up."I finish Draco's thought.
"Exactly, so should we go back to Borgin&Burkes?"
"I am thinking we should go to Hogsmeade--"
"Hogsmeade? Why?"
"Because we need someone stationed in Hogsmeade, so when we need something or to rely on messages, someone in Hogsmeade will be more helpful than you or I."
"Oh," Draco says, "Then who do you have in mind?"
"Someone Dumbledore wouldn't expect, can interact with a lot of different people, have connections to Hogwarts."
"Someone like Rosmerta." finishes Draco.
"Exactly."
"But how could we convince her to--"
"We know magic, you buffoon. Just use the imperio and she will do anything you want her to"
"You do the spell."
"Of course, I will. Now get over here and then we could leave before either of our mothers come home."
After Draco and I arrived at Hogsmeade using Floo Powder, we proceed to The Three Broomsticks (with no intentions of getting butterbeer, of course; although the smell of butterbeer is so tempting right now).
"Got your masks?" I ask Draco.
He nods.
"Then let's do it."
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The most difficult part about this plan is to get Madam Rosmerta alone; which is especially difficult since The Three Broomstick is very busy with witches and wizards enjoying their afternoon tea.
Butterbeer...focus Pansy focus
"Draco you conjure up a snake and try to lure Rosmerta outside of the pub and then I will use the imperious curse on her when she's not looking, got it?"
"You can count on me." Draco says as he opens the pub door and disappears inside. I move to an abandoned alley, waiting for Draco.
After a few minutes, Draco comes running out of the pub with Rosmerta chasing him with a spatula, while yelling: "You nasty little scumbag, putting a snake in my pub. Come back here!"
The whole thing is so funny, I almost forgot the plan. Almost.
As Rosmerta gets near me, I pull out my wand (blackthorn, dragon hearstring, 12 inches) and says "imperio." Rosmerta immediately became quiet as the spell take effect.
"You will not remember this scene, you will go back to the pub saying that the snake problem is taken care of, you will aid Draco and I in our task, you will not tell anyone. Now go back, we will communicate with this enchanted coin. Instruction will be written on the coin. Do what is instruct you to do, tell no one, or there will be consequences." I finish the spell and watch Rosmerta slowly coming to her senses and walking back to her pub with the enchanted coin concealed in her pocket.
"The coin idea is genius." Draco says from beside me.
"Granger's idea." I reply, Hermione's idea.
Draco smiles then put his arm around me and we head toward Hog's Head and use Floo Powder to return to our respective houses.
Back at home, I realize Mother hadn't came home yet. Thank goodness. As I settle down in front of my desk, I feel uneasy and it is not because I haven't eaten...I feel uneasy about the plan, and the possibility that Draco and I wouldn't succeed. Of course, I am not going to confide these thoughts of insecurity to anyone else (if I could help it).
I sometimes lay awake at night thinking about all the worse case scenarios, because in order to succeed, always think about what to do in the worse scenario.
Tomorrow is when I will be going to Hogwarts for my sixth year.
I am nervous for the task, for what happens what if I fail...for seeing Hermione.
I decide to call it a night, and finish packing. I finally fell into a restless sleep.