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Pansy Parkinson - doing it right this time -

I was always interested in Pansy Parkinson, she was different. She seemed more like a lonely and misunderstood girl rather than a villainous one. Once I died because of my chronic illness I thought about pansy and how fortunate she was even as a villain. Then the next time I wake up I am in the body of a young child, a young child named Pansy Parkinson. Disclaimer! I saw people getting confused because of the synopsis, this is a story where the mc (girl) got reborn into Pansy Parkinson (Girl) also there are a lot of chapters ahead on my pa-tre-on be sure to support me of you can the link is in the first chapter :)

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Chapter Thirty Five

I reread that letter at least a thousand times. It was off-season in Daigon Alley since Christmas had passed and it was just the new year. Not many people were there to buy especially not in the morning hours. Grandmother and Grandfather had rushed to get us out of the house. We used the floor network to reach the Leaky Cauldron. I luckily had not seen anyone as of yet. I knew for sure that Draco would be getting his supplies at the end of summer when Harry first enters the Wizarding world of Britain.

I had a cloak with a hood on as if was raining softly, which to my relief made sure no one would recognise me although I was with my grandparents. "We shall need to head to Gringotts first I suppose," Grandmother said with disdain clear in her voice.

I had a piece of paper in my pocket that I had written just a few hours ago. I had written just three words but it would be enough. We walked down the empty streets straight towards the white building. I surveyed my surrounding under the cloak as we entered the building. There were goblins everywhere on higher seated plateaus looking down at us with sneers.

We walked to the front where the front desk was. "Key," The goblin was curt and rude. Grandmother handed over the key to the fault. "Parkinson vault, under the name Richard," Grandmother spoke with clear arrogance. "Griphook escort our dear guests," The goblin said mockingly. Another small Goblin appeared and looked irritated.

"Let me go alone I do not think it would be wise for you two to go on such a stealthy ride," I said with no emotion visible in my voice. It was best to lead them to think she truly cared about them hurting their old bones then finding out what she was up to. Grandmother signed, "Very well my dear, take a lot of gallons we will be making a fast trip,"

I nodded my head and took the key and followed Griphook. He led me through a dark hall where we reached the cart to go through the mine like vaults. "Follow me Ms," Griphook said annoyed. I stepped in the cart and ignored his tone and let the ride begin. I had to swallow hard to not let out a scream as we dropped down fast.

We took a swift turn and I regretted eating breakfast as I tried to hold it all down we came to an abrupt stop. It took me everything to stand still while still holding my hood. Griphook held a sneer on his face as he cackled at me. He murmured something about weak stomachs and wizardkind but I did not reply to it as I walked in front of the fault.

"Would you be so kind to hold this for me, Griphook," I said with a smirk as I held out my letter, and before he could ask for my key I opened the vault myself by placing my finger on the sharp point of the key making my blood drip all over the key which I then placed into the keyhole.

It opened without much of a trouble and I was faced with pure gold coins. I smirked at the riches and opened a money pouch which Grandfather had given me for my seventh birthday, it was said one could put a house in it. I filled it with arms full of gold and adding even more after that.

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