Pansy returned the grin her friend gave her. It was nice to see Millicent smile. It was one of the many things she had missed. Pansy reached into the pocket of her cloak and pulled out the bottle and handed it to Millicent. The niceties still had to be observed.
Pulling off her cloak, it disappeared into the waiting hand of a House Elf. "Millie! Of course, I have news. There are just things that the dreadful paper doesn't report."