Welcome to The Royals!

This is going to be a Hansy (Harry and Pansy) songfic based around the song Enchanted by Taylor Swift as well as other songs when I run out of Swift lyrics. If you don't know it, YouTube it. But look up the Ron and Hermione version. It's so cute.

Anyways, I really don't like Pansy at all as a person, however, just like I gave Draco a chance, I've decided to see what I could do with Miss Parkinson. Make her a bit more appealing. Therefore, her personality will be OOC, just like I do Draco. Of course my OTPs will be in here too, but the story will revolve around Pansy and her trying to be a better person as well as her issues and her crush on Harry.

There won't be any Voldemort in here. He's dead. But only him. Everyone else that should be alive is indeed alive. But they probably won't appear much in the story so me saying this was irrelevant.

Hope you like it. Leave love….or hate. Whatever you want.

This story is currently being edited and revamped. So, if you're reading this over, and you see some different words or wording or don't see some words, that is why.

Disclaimer: Queen Rowling owns all. I just goof around in her world.

There I was again tonight

Forcing laughter, faking smiles

Same old tired lonely place

Walls of insincerity,

Shifting eyes and vacancy

Vanished when I saw your face

All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you

Chapter 1: Surprises

I'm not that girl. At least, I'm not the girl you thought you knew.

I'm not the girl who spends her every waking moment pining over a boy that clearly doesn't want me despite what people may think.

I'm not a Death Eater. Never have been, never will be.

I'm not a bitch. Well, I'll take that back. I can be pretty bitchy. But I'm not the complete and utter bitch that people make me out to be.

I'm just the girl in the Slytherin robes who is very much misunderstood.

I'm the girl who was promised to someone before I even knew what a promise was.

I'm the girl who grew up being raised to be a prim and proper princess who was supposed to be ladylike, when all I wanted to do was climb trees and get my dresses dirty making mud pies.

I'm the girl that knew I wanted to break free from "family tradition", so I tried to trick the sorting hat into putting me in Gryffindor. However, because of my apparent cunningness in doing that, I ended up in Slytherin anyways.

I'm the girl that was always MADE to follow Draco around. Draco and I are in fact friends. However, as I am promised to him when I turn 18, I have to act as if my entire world revolves around him, much to both our disgust.

We didn't hate each other. We just hated what we were being forced to be. The older we got, the worse the realization of the situation would hit. And now, on the day after my 17th birthday, I'm being reminded even more of my fate as I stand waiting for the boy that doesn't want me and vice versa.

My birthday is August 31st. Had I been born the second of September like I was supposed to be, I'd be a 6th year, which would have been weird.

As I tuned out my mother, who was giving me her annual directions on how I should be at school, my eyes scanned the platform. I spied Draco in a corner, speaking to the girl he has secretly been crushing on since bloody second year. She was absolutely everything that his family hated, from her lack of money to her fire red hair.

Blaise Zabini and I are the only ones that know of his love for her. I don't even think she fully knows how he feels. Ginny Weasley is a pretty nice girl. She reminds me of myself. Who I really want to be, instead of this façade that I have to put on in public. This hateful, mean-spirited, submissive tart who doesn't seem to have a thought of her own in her dizzy little head.

As my mother droned on and on, I decided that maybe, since this was my last year in school, I should rebel and try to be myself. I felt I needed to, as after I graduate I had to prepare for a wedding that I didn't want to have.

As I continued to observe my surroundings, I saw Hermione Fucking Granger and her best friend Ron Weasley arguing over something that was more than likely very stupid. I've never liked Hermione. Sure she was wicked smart, and very pretty, but she had a very annoying way of making me feel stupid. I'm not a stupid girl, not by a long shot. But she just had to know every single fucking thing. And the crazy part about it is that she's a Muggleborn and she seemed to know things that not even my pureblood family knew.

Despite her smarts however, she didn't know how to express her feelings to the boy who she had been in love with since first year. Everybody could see that Ron and Granger were meant. Even us Slytherins. Some of us are tempted to lock them in a broom closet and not let them out until they've fucked or something.

Ron isn't so bad. I've had a couple of run ins with him while I've hung out with Ginny. He slaughtered me in a chess game once. But he is just as oblivious as the girl he is in love with. Such a sad story.

And then I saw him, and the butterflies in my stomach woke up and started fluttering around.

He was trying to diffuse the scene his friends were causing, although everyone was so used to their rows, no one stopped to look anymore.

I had admired him from afar ever since 5th year, when he helped me pick up my books that had fallen out of my hands. He was sweet enough to do that, despite his gross friend Seamus Finnigan telling him and I quote. "Leave Malfoy's whore alone. She is used to doing things on her knees."

Fucking asshole.

"Pansy dear have you paid attention to a single word that I have said?" harped my mother, ruining my train of thought.

"Yes Mother, I have. Every word. And I will, don't worry." I said not really knowing nor caring about what I had just agreed to do.

"Good." said Mum. Because your main focus should be making a great lasting impression on the school as once you are married, you will be helping the Malfoy family invest in it. Hopefully they will finally get those Mudbloods out once you two are on the board yes?"

"Sure, Mum. Whatever you say." I said as I rolled my eyes.

Despite my mother and father, I had no problems with Muggleborns and half-bloods. Why should I? They never done anything to me so what hate them?

"There's my good girl." she said kissing me on the cheek. "Now, run along and find Draco so you two can board the train. I'll see you Christmas holiday darling."

I smiled at her and dragged my trunk over in Draco's direction. He and Ginny were still conversing, with Draco looking as if he was hanging onto her every word. It was so cute watching him fawn over her.

Cute and sad at the same time.

"Draco, Ginny. It's good to see you." I said as I approached them. Ginny smiled and reached out and hugged me like a sister. She was the only girl outside of my house that I spoke to, and was more than likely my only real female friend outside of Daphne Greengrass.

She was also the only one that knew my secret about exactly how I felt about him. And she was forever pushing me to say something.

"How was your summer?" asked Draco.

"Dismal." I said as we started walking towards the train. "Mum took me with her to every boring dinner party she could think of. The last one was retched. Ask Blaise when you see him. We were so close to making an I'll kill you/you kill me pact if we hadn't gotten out of there that pur wands were out. "

Draco and Ginny laughed. Draco knew exactly what I meant about those parties. His mother and father drug him to them too. Ginny went to one with me once and she told me that I couldn't pay her enough to attend another one.

"There's Zabini up ahead. I'll see you two later." said Draco, giving Ginny a quick kiss on the cheek before running ahead to meet up with Blaise.

Ginny blushed. "That's the second time he has done that today." she said.

"That's because he likes you Gin. I keep telling you that."

"And I keep not believing you. Speaking of liking someone are you finally going to talk to him about it?" asked Ginny, with a sneaky grin on her face as we boarded the train

"Talk to who about what?" I asked her, setting myself up for the conversation that I knew was about to happen.

"Pansy just stop it. You Slytherins are such cowards. Talk to him!"

Not so loud!" I said pushing her into an empty cabin and closing the door.

"Oh please. He needs to hear it. You fancy the pants off Harry Potter." said Ginny laughing as she put her trunk in the cubby overhead.

Damn. Even hearing his name caused me to blush.

"There is no point in telling him anything. Especially since this time next year I'll be marrying your boyfriend." I said, smirking at her.

"He is not my boyfriend, nor does he want to be." said Ginny blushing. "But really, you should at least say something and have a year that is your own and not your bloody mother's."

"I plan on doing just that, Gin. Minus telling Harry anything of course, but I'm going to try to be myself. My true self." I said, confidently.

"I'm glad of that. Especially since you made Head Girl. Congrats by the way." said Ginny.

"Thanks. I didn't expect that. But since Granger turned it down for some crazy reason, I was next pick on the list. Why did she turn it down anyways?"

"She told me it was because she wanted to focus fully on her N.E.W.T.S. which makes sense. But I think it's because Ron didn't make Head Boy so she wouldn't have him to snog at her convenience." laughed Ginny.

"He didn't? Neither did Draco. I thought either he or Ron would get it." I said, now wondering who it could be.

"Nope. Not Ron."

"I wonder who I'm going to be sharing a heads dorm with then. I pray to Merlin it's not that annoying Ernie Macmillan or that perv Seamus. God I despise him." I said. Even saying his name left a sour taste on my mouth. I truly hated the git.

Ginny grinned. "Nope. Neither one of them made it."

"Wait a second, you know? And you didn't tell me? You little bitch!" I said laughing.

"Oh it'll be much more fun for you to find out on your own." said Ginny.

I felt myself get worried. "Why...who could-"

"Hey Gin, your brother is looking for you." said a voice coming from our now open cabin door.

I froze. There was Harry Potter standing right there looking absolutely beautiful. I loved the fact that his hair was never neat and I adored how green his eyes were. They shone like the find at polished emeralds. And his smile, oh gosh it made my mind go fuzzy every time I saw it. His voice was so smooth. He could be reading bloody Hogwarts, A History and I'd probably hang on his every word.

Dammit he smelled so fucking wonderful!

I felt Ginny's eyes on me. I tried my best to avoid them.

"Sure I'll go and find him. You two need to get acquainted anyways seeing as you'll be spending a lot of time together this year."

"We will?" said Harry and I at the same time.

"Oh yeah Pansy. Harry's Head Boy. Didn't you know?" said Ginny as she smiled a big toothy smile and headed out the door.