"Don’t worry if you don’t, I am sure I have something! You’d look gorgeous in this red dress..." Pansy rattled on about a dress she had bought, hoping she would find an occasion to wear it and how fortuitous it was that they were both the same size. On and on she rambled, and Hermione had never heard so many words from the woman’s mouth. Her anxiety had begun mounting, she had seen some of the clothes Pansy favored. They were tight and usually had less length than Hermione was comfortable with.