Whining slightly, Pansy let out a, "Nooo..." accompanied by a frown. Her head went parallel with the book beneath her and forehead now on her forearms. Sitting up she opened the book before her and said, "You know...your a real bore sometimes, Nott." A tease worthy grin was shot in his direction before her attention went to reaching for a piece or parchment and quill already out on the table.