Hermione giggled, she knew Pansy meant Barenaked Ladies. She found the disk in a pile on the bed side table and switched it out. The Beautiful South would have to wait until later she thought as she pressed play. She already knew the first track was Pansy’s favourite, she had more or less memorised it already, she started singing along as soon as it started and Hermione suspected Pansy might prefer rap music if she was already able to sing that fast. She let Pans take the lead and joined in at the chorus where she knew she could keep up comfortably. 