Well... This is bad.

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Pansy backed away from him. Then one of her friends called her over. She ran in embarrassment. And Harry. He was left there. Stunned. For the rest of the day, Pansy, didn't talk to anyone. Draco kept lecturing her, to not touch Potter or his friends.

"I don't know what happened to me, Draco! Okay, I know, I know!" Pansy yelled. "Don't yell at me, Parkinson!" Draco yelled back. Pansy stormed up to the girls dormitories. She grabbed a sheet of Parchment paper and wrote "Potter" and drew a heart around it. Then she wrote "Draco" and drew a semi-heart around it. She thought for a while. Then she drew the other half.

She wrote what she liked about them, and what she didn't like.

She screwed up the paper, and fell asleep. "Parkinson, how could you fucking do this to me!" He slapped her. She pinned him to the floor. "You, aren't allowed to hit girls, you idiot!" She slapped him too. He stood up, pushed her out of the way, and left. She ran straight to the dormitories. And cried. "Pansy! Pansy?! Are you alright? You were hitting something, and crying."
"I was?" She replied.
"Yes, you were."
"I-it doesn't matter. Let's get ready." Pansy replied. "Um, okay. If you say so." Oceania said puzzled.

"She was so weird! How could a girl like her do that to him it's not right." Pansy thought they were talking about her. But thankfully, the girls were talking about a book. "Look, there's Malfoy!" Oceania pointed to Draco at the end of the table.
"That's bad. I'm screwed." Pansy said with worry in her voice. She drifted along with Oceania, trying not to look at Draco.



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