Give it to Pansy

Rose's heart raced as she spotted the Slytherin duo, their eyes boring into her like a pair of serpents ready to pounce. She had hoped to avoid them, to buy more time, but she knew now that was impossible. Her stomach churned with the weight of the decision she had to make. The potion's warmth in her pocket felt like a living thing, a silent witness to her internal struggle.

Walking over to them with a **** confidence, she tried to ignore her gut feeling not to do this. Pansy's smug smile grew wider with each step Rose took, while Draco's eyes gleamed with anticipation. They knew she had something they wanted, something they believed they had earned through their cruel games.

"So, you've had a change of heart, little American?" Draco sneered, leaning back in his chair.

Rose took a deep breath, her grip on the potion tightening. "Pansy, I need to talk to you. Alone."

Draco's smile faltered, but Pansy's eyes lit up with curiosity. "What could you possibly have to say to her that I can't hear?"

"It's about the potion," Rose replied, her voice firm.

Pansy's smile grew sly as she glanced at Draco, who nodded reluctantly. He leaned in and whispered something in her ear, his hand lingering on her arm. With a huff, he stood and strolled away, leaving them at the Slytherin table.

"I've got it," Rose announced, pulling out the small vial from her pocket. The golden liquid inside shimmered under the enchanted lights of the great hall. "But before you get your hands on it, I need to know what you're going to do with it."

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