Pansy laughed, giving him an impish look. 'Well, at least I'm your goddess,' she told him. 'And THAT puts me one up on her!' she decided triumphantly.
She looked back at the basket. 'Oh, yes?' she said. 'Have you read them? Oh, I'm so excited! Polly's idea of playing together is currently throwing something and having you go get it for her. Very tiring, so I let her play that with Harry. Leaves me a good chunk of time for reading.'
She really should go back to knitting, she supposed. Productive use of the time, but she wasn't ready to let Harry know she knitted. It was so....plebian.