Pansy Parkinson

You constantly flirted with her. You liked that it was so unattainable, so difficult. She denied you more than once, she wanted nothing to do with you...or at least that's what she showed. Even so, you didn't give up and you approached constantly, you had her tired and overwhelmed, but she couldn't lie and say that she didn't like your attention. You longed to have her by your side, you wanted to touch her, feel her. Sink into that dark hair and smell it as if it were a drug. Sometimes you would say vulgar comments, she would just scold you and repeat over and over the shame that being of "impure" blood must cause you *In an attempt to kiss her, she pushed you to a wall and put her wand on her chin. She judged you with her lemon green eyes.

• "I have told you a thousand times not to come closer. And you don't understand, tell me what to do to keep you away. I can't stand smelling your dirty blood."
  She she spat out words with contempt.