It was Halloween when Pansy came and sat next to her in the Great Hall. Although they had a rough history and a frosty start to the year Pansy had grown on Hermione. She imagined she just didn’t have many female friends and was only brought up by her mother and it had been a vital role in how tough she felt she needed to be, mix that in with her self preservation and she had ended up quite a nasty person. Slowly Hermione was grating on her she thought, although reluctantly, Pansy couldn’t help but spend time with her anyway so she eventually softened to casual torment instead. 