Pansy Parkinson was a werewolf now; it was difficult for Draco to wrap his head around. She hadn't changed yet – Greyback had bitten her on the last full moon – and she didn't want to have that experience, apparently. Draco wasn't surprised; he couldn't imagine Pansy would ever be pleased at the thought of turning into a snarling, ferocious, oversized dog. He wondered how Pansy – or her family in general – had fallen so far in favour that Greyback had been allowed to turn her against her will.