I'm the traitor.
I'm the one who wanted to turn Harry Potter to the Dark Lord.
Everybody turned their back on me after that night, everybody but you, because you really cared.
You did save me in the dungeons, holding me tight and singing me a song softly. I can remember every word because you sang for me for hours. A love song. A declaration.
Only then did I understand how dear I was to you and how much I liked you too.
You let me show you the true Pansy, without fear, without shame.
That's why I love you.