will work with Blasie, and you, Draco, will work with Granger," Pansy wrapped her arms around Zabini’s forearm, digging her long nails into the fabric of his robe. Draco looked right into her, wishing to burn both of them alive. But Blaise just shrugged his shoulders, and Pansy flipped him off, whispering – "it is your mess to deal with, darling."