She managed not to snort, though only because it wasn't lady-like. It didn't matter, anyway - she couldn't well carry the bowl over there, and she was too young to be allowed to actually levitate a bowl.
Though she wondered if this was an exception since technically she was at school. She eyed the punch bowl contemplatively before deciding Scorpius had a point - if she behaved, she might get something out of it.
There was a very pretty wand in Mr. Dmitrov's shop that she had her eye on. She'd already tried it and it worked beautifully for her, but it was a bit pricey. All of his wands were though ... still, she reasoned she could convince Draco to cave if she played her cards right.
If not, she had a very generous great-uncle who was occasionally prone to give in to her pout and innocent eyes.