"Am I supposed to be?" she asked, finding the banter fun even if sh wouldn't admit it to Cormac. It was always nice to be appreciated by a man, especially when the one she'd had her sights set on seemed to have disappeared over the horizon never to return again. "Drag them along? They should be honored if they get an invitation. My family's parties have always been rather well-known amongst Slytherins."
Pansy chuckled, amused. "Oh no, I'm counting on lecherous old women bidding on you. The richer and more lecherous, the better," she said with a small grin. "I suppose I could be persuaded to take pity on you but I'm not merciful that often."
She was surprised when he put his arm around her and looked up at him, both amused and irritated by his cockiness. "Are you usually quite so over-friendly?" she asked with raised brows, moving out of his reach. "I could be persuaded. Begging might have to be involved though as I doubt you've begged for anything in your life."
Going by how he looked, Pansy didn't think he'd ever need to either.