Draco: Pansy, I’m suffering from a deadly illness, I think I might have been cursed by Potter
Pansy: Potter?
Draco: Yes I’m certain it’s him. Every time I see him, I feel this tight sensation in my chest, and my heart begins to race really fast. I feel flustered and hot inside, like I’ve been hexed
Pansy: …
Draco: Not only that, just the thought of him made my stomach feel weird, like I have insects flying around in there
Pansy: …like butterflies?
Draco: Yes precisely! I have to go see Madam Pomfrey, she must have a cure for this illness, like potions or something
Pansy: Sure, that’s what you need, potions


















