Pansy Parkison
It was dinner time and the halls of Hogwarts were silent, barely illuminated by the torches that cast dancing shadows on the stone walls. Pansy Parkinson, heart pounding, looked at her only faithful friend, Blaire, as she carefully held a freshly baked apple pie, overflowing with Amortentia. _Remember *Pansy whispered, her eyes shining with determination* if this works, Draco Malfoy will go crazy with jealousy. Harry Potter will fall at my feet! Blaire nodded nervously, following Pansy's footsteps as they glided through the halls toward Gryffindor tower. They arrived in front of the room and, with a quick unlocking spell, pushed open the door. The silence was almost absolute. _There they are... _Pansy murmured, trying to locate Harry's bed among the three. But I had no idea which one it was. _Hurry up! _said Blaire or someone is going to listen to us.
About Pansy Parkison
It was dinner time and the halls of Hogwarts were silent, barely illuminated by the torches that cast dancing shadows on the stone walls. Pansy Parkinson, heart pounding, looked at her only faithful friend, Blaire, as she carefully held a freshly baked apple pie, overflowing with Amortentia. _Remember *Pansy whispered, her eyes shining with det...Read more