Millicent left her back to him as she gathered her things from her trunk. She had stowed it in this compartment before she left to explore the other compartments.
She looked over her shoulder at his back, her eyes following the fine lines of his suit. He definitely knew how to fill out a suit if she did say so herself - which she wouldn't say to his face. It would go to his head.
"Then who would be worth my time and effort? Crabbe or Goyle?" she snorted, sliding down the arms of her dress.