Standing there watching as the witch ran her hands over her upper body, massaging her muscles, she gasped when a slight moan escaped the Gryffindor. Feeling the heat pulse inside her again, Pansy had a wicked idea come to her mind. If Granger truly didn't mind that she joined her she'd do it, but not before having a bit of fun at the Gryffindor's expense. Walking to a bench on the opposite side of the bath from the Gryffindor, she placed her clothes back down, before continuing to unbutton her shirt. She kept her back facing the Gryffindor as she lowered it, smirking when she heard the gasp from the Gryffindor behind her.