She was looking for someone. Not just anyone- someone who could help her with something. Ron Weasley, that's who she was looking for. She had been ignoring Draco for the past day or so... sadly, he hadn't seemed to care.
But, once her plan had been drawn out and finalized, he would be sorry.

Love was complicated. How do know what love is? How do you know if you love someone? "Experience," they always say. But was it possible to know without? Was it possible to feel it without knowing what it is? Can you love someone if they don't love you back?

She groaned, knocking her fist against her forehead a few times. Life was so confusing... she blinked a couple of times, continuing her search for that specific person who could help her with the vengeance she had in mind.
"Weasley." she hissed, lifting her chin. The redhead broke away from Lavender Brown, the Gryffindor's pink lip gloss visible on his freckled face. She crossed her arms, looking down her nose at the two of them. "I. Need. To. Talk. To. You." she growled, drawing out her words like he wouldn't understand her otherwise.
"Slytherins." said Lavender dramatically, adjusting the collar of Ron's robes. She gave him a brief kiss on the cheek, sauntering over to talk to the twins, Padma and Parvati Patil. Pansy looked back at Ron and sniffed, lifting her chin.
"I need your help."