Hermione did her best not to sputter her indignation at Pansy, "respectable?! I don't think you know the true definition of the word..." She has so many things to work on tonight, this had taken up so much of her time already. Of all things, having to plan a dance, prefects were supposed to be honored for their academic prowess with responsibilities, not this rubbish.
"Its a dance, Pansy, what on Merlin's earth could you have us all do that would require a great amount of courage?" she countered, Pansy was toying with her.
Arching one eyebrow, Hermione glared back at Pansy, she crossed her arms across her chest, "why are you looking?" she was caught off guard by her casual tone. "I don't use silly charms like that on my appearance."