"Which you'll do," Thoreau said, feeling like he could finally step in and speak again. "You're brilliant, Pansy. You're in the top three students of every class you're in and you've got the ambition to be whatever you want." He touched her arm. "You're also young and beautiful and you're going to have lots of options for men in your future."
Draco touched Pansy's hair, kissing her forehead. "I'm glad you slept over as often as you did when we were little," he said quietly. "I don't like the thought of you being hurt like that."
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