Pansy leads her to Draco’s tent, which stands opposite to Aleksander’s. Two pitch black tents, one with a golden flag and one with a silver one. Of course, she is led into the silver one. It is far more spacious than her own, it looks like a small flat, with fine carpets and curtains dividing the various sections, all in shades of green and, to her amusement, some blue accents clearly added recently to appease her. It is cozy, which is all that matters to her.