"I AM NOT A GOD DAMNED MISTAKE!" But she was. Pansy knew that. Mistakes were the things that only lasted for a few months and were kept in the dark. Mistakes were things you didn't talk about for years and years. She knew she was a mistake, but she didn't want Fred Weasley reminding her of that. "And he didn't leave me. I left him. I left him so he could have his happy little life."
None of them would ever see her side of this. Pansy didn't want to explain it either. "I can't very well hate you," she finally admitted. "George is happy to have you back in his life. I'm not going to ruin that. I like seeing him happy." Didn't it figure? Under all of the anger and hurt, Pansy did care about George's feelings. She did want him to be happy. "I don't care if you hate me. I hate me--I'm use to people hating me. Get in line." Pansy started walking again. She needed to be away from these damn Weasleys. God damn Gryffindors always making her angry. Life was better when she was alone.