Bending to kneel beside Blaise she ran a hand over his face softly, frowning as she stared down at him. "You didn't have to hex him Draco. He's your best friend." Mentally she added a 'was' without even realizing it. Her fingers curled into a fist as he spoke once more. That hurt. "If you didn't hex him he would be awake." Biting down the urge to cry Pansy stood and walked to the kitchen to run the water over her fingers before moving back to Blaise and rubbing her fingers over his features. "Blaise...come on, wake up."