Pansy had given Harry a grateful, if worried, smile when he offered to watch the girls. She had talked to him about her worries about Millicent already, although she hadn't known as much as she did now. She had kissed everybody and promised to be back soon, leaving almost immediately to return to Millicent and Justin's flat.
Now, she was standing on the doorstep, trying to get someone to answer her knock. The flat couldn't be so large that it couldn't be heard inside. She'd cast a sonorous charm to make it louder. Even the neighbors down the street had poked their heads out of their doors.