I wasn't
talking about you, you know. You're not an artist. Or Muggleborn and poor, for that matter. And besides, I have more than enough money for both of
You did have a right to be upset, you realise. I wanted Though you probably shouldn't be. It's not as if
Pansy's still with that
Ravenclaw boy of hers you know. The starving artist. From what I can tell, she plans to run off with him come summer and get disowned. Which completely negates the point of our engagement in the first place. I mean I was trying to help her, and now she's just going to go off and get herself killed. It's rather ungrateful. And completely unoriginal. If she's going to have a tragic romance with a brooding artisan, she could at least find someone a little less predictable. Like a Mime, for instance. I happen to have a lot of respect for Mimes. They're terrifying.
I'll be at the match.
-Malfoy