Hermione fingered Bri’s shirt which was a lovely pastel blue, "I seem to recall you being sorted into Ravenclaw, not Gryffindor. Leave the heroics to Lavender or Parvati." Parvati drew herself up haughtily and replied that she just did her nails and there wouldn’t be any wrestling for the foreseeable future. This coupled with the indignant look on Lavender’s face, sent everyone into peals of laughter.