Draco rolled his eyes, but they were narrowed when they settled back on her. "That's what you need to believe, Pansy? That there's something sordid about her?" He shrugged again, but there was certainly something tight - coiled and almost dangerous - about the movement.
"She's only a fifth form. If there are rumours circulating I'd have heard them, and no doubt you'd have started them. I'd be careful about that, you know. Daphne has claws."