It would have surprised people to know that Pansy had emotions. It would have shocked even her closest friends to know that not only had Michael's words upset her but there was a strange uncomfortable prickling feeling creeping up her spine.
How was she supposed to react when the man she was married to - the man she..well, even in her thoughts she still felt guilty about admitting to loving him - told her she was cruel and that he'd gotten 'used to it'?
Somehow she felt as though she'd been caught kicking the favoured House Elf and it was entirely her fault. She had two options ; one was to continue with Michael sleeping on the couch and see how long she could bear the heat in her stomach and across her shoulder blades and the other...
The other was putting up with the strange half-goblin, loud mouthed, floppy eared whiner who hadn't liked her in Hogwarts and was doing his damnedest to make her married life hell.
"You just did, Michael." There was a hint of her emotions in her voice before she turned and left the kitchen, heels clicking on the floor.