Pansy found herself staring at Antonin, unable to believe what he was telling her. That little Scottish girl with the sunny smile that talked everyone's head off all through school? Although that a Scots would turn out to be a hellion wasn't that unusual, she supposed. Still....
'Half a portkey?' she repeated, frowning. She wondered if she could get Harry to go for that. Or at least to keep a portkey to safety, if nothing else. She sighed.
She smiled slightly. 'I've discovered that I have quite the jealous streak,' she admitted. 'The whole thing has been most unexpected,' she had to say.