Dunstan and Pansy
He nodded, grimly, swallowing the hard lump of emotion in the back of his throat. Bastian hated that she was stronger about this than he was. Everything was slowly slipping away. "Two weeks," he whispered, as much to himself as her. "I'll miss the start of school." Which likely would mean his job, if this fiasco didn't determine that already.
Bas turned his head and pressed his lips against her fleeting fingers. Nodding, he accepted her words, but that did not make him any less the son of a Death Eater. "My mother is still out there. Please be careful. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you."