Antonin handed one of the small candies to Pansy. "Hope you don't mind a bit of candy instead of a potion?"
He waited to Pansy to put the hard candy in her mouth, then cast the charm again. "A quick little charm, if you speak mermish."
"And that," Antonin winked at Pansy, "is why we love them. Was I wrong in thinking you might be interested in more than a bit of happy flirting? Ah, bad luck for me, best luck for some lucky man."