"Liar," Harry whispered in his ear as Ella and Polly went over to a group of flowers. Smiling at the girls he waved to them before saying. "Didn't press myself hard enough to need cleaning up." Though he was sure Pansy knew that.
Once the girls were enthralled with the flowers he said, "You've had your plotting face for quite a bit. Ready to share your plans yet?" He asked her kissing her ear softly.