Pansy was quite pleased to see that she was able to give a bit of a shock to Ginny about smoking. She didn't know what she would do without her cigarettes. It had been taking ages to get her crush to notice her and she needed something to get through the various empty moments until it all came together.
Pansy looked Ginny up and down as she protested. "No one cares if a Slytherin frigs or smokes. However- if I tell people at your house that you were in here- and I saw you." The darkly blackmailing eyes of Pansy evaluated Ginny's response to that with a hint of interest in seeing if the other girl would go through with it- to see if she had the inner strength to bend the other girl to her will.
Pansy stepped closer to Ginny, her warm hand gently cupping her lower back. "Then again, if you go sit down and go at at it with the door open then maybe I could forget about telling your house. It's your choice my beloved friend Ginny." she murmured her soft voice whispering to Ginny's ear, so close and sensual.