Pansy nodded slowly next to him, "Well," she said finally, "it sounds to me like you need to figure out how you're going to fix this, and since you won’t tell me any details I can’t help you, but I will say this: if you love one another the way you say you do, then what does anything else matter? Surely it will all be alright in the end?" Draco couldn’t think of anything to say to that, and Pansy patted his shoulder not unkindly, "You’ll figure it out in the morning. Go to sleep Draco - you look like shit,"