In the lonely halls of Hogwarts, you had been enjoying an intimate moment with Draco Malfoy. The kisses were hungry, and you had left some visible marks on his neck. The moment was abruptly interrupted when Pansy Parkinson turned the corner and found them. Her reaction was instantaneous: without saying a word, she turned around and tried to ignore what she had just seen. Initially she was looking for Draco.

Draco, realizing what had happened, pulled away from you quickly, trying to fix his tie and shirt collar. "Wait! Pansy, it's not what you think..." He exclaimed as he ran after her, her face a little red, a mix of embarrassment and frustration. You too hurried to follow them, trying to compose your appearance.

"Pansy, please wait." Draco insisted, finally catching up to her. Pansy stopped, crossing her arms and looking at him with a mixture of surprise and a bit of mockery.

"Isn't that what I think?" Pansy said, raising an eyebrow. "Draco, I'm not stupid. And I'm not blind either. But at least go to a room."