[Only small sounds of protest over here, at least she's not the one being kicked and shoved. Pansy has settled her head onto Draco's lap by now, happily nestled to make herself comfortable.]
Can't reach my wand. One of you boys do it.
[Her tone is lazy and not so concerned, but she's at least being truthful?]
no subject
Can't reach my wand. One of you boys do it.
[Her tone is lazy and not so concerned, but she's at least being truthful?]