Pansy nodded, her throat suddenly felt tight. They walked in silence. Pansy didn't need to fill every moment with idle chatter. She simply needed his presence. The moment Draco turned to her and said he'd missed her, she broke. Pansy launched herself at him, not caring that it wasn't appropriate, or that it was a bad idea, or anything of those things. "Oh, Draco. I missed you, too," she cried, hanging on for dear life.