Pansy's eyes grew a bit wide at his directness. She had her hands positioned on him, and she stepped closer to him, narrowing the space between them a bit.
"You do? Really? And you wouldn't have left me here?" she said, not understanding why he was being so brutally honest. And then something about that thought clicked, and her surprise was doubled.
The punch! Was that what was inside of it? Something that made you tell the direct truth? she wondered.
She looked at him, thinking and then asked him something he'd only answer if he was under some sort of spell.
"Do you like me, Theo? And not just as a friend, but maybe something more? Or do you fancy Daphne more?" she asked, watching his face to see if he struggled before answering. She was trying to decide what she would do if he was, indeed, under a spell.