Hermione looked down. She wished Ron would notice but he was as deep as a teaspoon. He had proved it several times this year already.
Turning several shades of red and pink, Hermione couldn't believe what Pansy was saying, did she really have a nice arse?
"It was, they were, I mean I just thought you were having a go at me," Hermione was beyond bewildered by the situation. So Pansy had been sincere? She watched Pansy's thin fingers toying with her collar. Her neck was really lovely.
"I'm not, no..." she trailed off, "until yesterday I didn't think you had it in you to pay me a compliment."