"Which is worse," she said with a frown, listening to him and drawing her own conclusions. "It doesn't matter which way you look at it, you're only in it for the magic. It would be almost better if you did have an interest in the pure art side of things. At least then there'd be a reason behind doing such a thing instead of just for the magic and the sensations."
She scowled at him. "Do you have to be quite so blunt?" she snapped defensively before softening slightly. "No, I don't. My mother hardly counts. I will protect her but she wouldn't do the same."
Pansy shook her head. She couldn't talk to Daphne about this or Tracey. "One of my friends is a half-blood so she wasn't there on Friday and would never understand. The other... I don't know if I can trust her to keep her mouth shut. I'd like to say that I could but I just don't know no matter how much I like her," She thought about talking to Miles but she knew he'd rail at her for even being there. "So I can't."