"Sure. But big ones," she said flitting her eyelashes. Nothing stopped Parvati Patil-Malfoy from wearing what she wanted. She could wear a potato sack and make it look good. Pansy could wear it, but indeed look like a sack of potatoes.
"Better to be a daddy's girl than a mum's boy, I say," she remarked, eying a pair of suede green heels as Parvati ordered for the shoes in the window.
"Pucey?" she said with a surprise swerve of her head. Not that she hadn't thought about it, but her and Pucey have known each other so long, that the thought of marrying him seemed like someone else's story, not hers.