Pansy had just handed off her third empty whiskey glass. At least, she thought she'd handed it off correctly. She might have handed it off to a guest for all the attention she'd paid. Her head was spinning slightly, and it just wasn't in a good way.
A glass of champagne appeared before her and she took it, holding up a hand while she drank the entire thing. Only then did she look up to see who had handed it to her.
'Hmm?' she questioned, trying to remember the last words she'd heard. 'Found out?'
A big smile crossed her face. 'Oh, look, it's Cass!' she said to no one in particular. A shiny cupid zipped past his shoulder and attracted her eyes. She frowned because it was moving far too fast for her eyes to follow, yet another reason to dislike the things. Which reminded her of why she was mad at them in the first place.
'That H-...' she stopped, not entirely sure why. Oh yeah, she wasn't supposed to let on that she knew him in public. She'd almost goofed. She giggled.
Trying again, she announced, 'That you-know-who is a big meanie git!' Her lips curved into a pout. 'And half our friends are meanie gits, too, because they didn't even come!' Draco and Tracey had an excuse. But she'd gone to Theo's birthday ball right after delivery, and she'd decided that it was only right for Theo to come to hers. And Millicent hadn't come, and she had a lovely person to dance with now, and Verity hadn't come, and she had a lovely person for Pansy to dance with. And she hadn't seen Higgs....
Another cupid flew by and Pansy's head turned as she tried to watch, almost losing her balance. 'And I hate those things!' she announced. 'Did I mention that he was a big meanie git????'