The compliment caught Pansy off guard, and there was a pause as she looked him over, then Potter -- who was embarrassingly dishevelled -- before she set her eyes on Draco again.
"Dance with me?" she murmured quietly, her tone making it clear that this wasn't a question at all. Offering a hand, she waited silently for him to take it, jaw clenched tight in anticipation of his answer. He had asked her to accompany him. If he dismissed her for any reason now, there'd be serious consequences.