is best served swift

I stewed in anger. Until I had come up with a plan for ****.

It was through a simple message, that I contacted my target. By the time I ascended the tower at Hogwarts, I could see that they had responded.

Pansy stood at the top, looking out at the grounds of Hogwarts far below. She turned, with an eyebrow raised. Which quickly turned into a full smile.

"Here I am Idius," said Pansy. "What did you bring me out here for?" The girl had no fear. It was almost unsettling.

"Come on," said Pansy, "you going to beat my ass. Cause Draco humiliated you? Is that why you sent the missive?" She smirked like only a Slytherin could. Openly taunting me. What was wrong with her?

I approached her angrier than initially intended. Walking up to her face, our distance only inches, while she didn't bat an eyelash. Her eyes glared as my hands surrounded her waist, gripping the railing behind her. She stared at my arms, seeing how close they were to complete access to her ass.

"I am here because of Malfoy," I said matter of factly. Her smile faded for a moment. Her eyes focusing on something behind me, before turning back.