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Pansy: Draco, let me do your makeup.
Draco: No, why don't you go torture Daphne or Millie?
Pansy: *sigh* Daphne threatened to wax off my right eyebrow if I ever touched her face again and Millie disagrees for moral reasons saying the makeup industry thrives on the objectification of young girls as well as ageism against distinguished witches.
Draco: Fine, then I am morally opposed, too.
Pansy: ...
Draco: ...
Pansy: I bet Potter would notice.
Later
Draco: *walks into the eighth year common room in full make up, false lashes, perfect lipstick, perfect eyeliner, and a highlight that could blind you*
Harry: *immediately chokes on air*
Pansy: *drapes herself across a nearby chair to watch events unfold*
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