"First of all, I really doubt that someone, literally anyone can turn you, Theodore Nott, into the nerd. You’ve been an alcoholic since like what? Thirteen?" Pansy spread her arms, slowly starting to smile. "And second of all, ew Blaise, don’t litter here. Because if we will be caught I’ll drag your ass in so much trouble," Parkinson drew her eyebrows together, staring at Zabini with a piercing gaze.