"You're Arthur Pettigrew? I imagined someone more..." She immediately shut her mouth, realizing the words about to leave it could be taken as an insult rather than a general observation, especially to the man himself. She knew who Arthur Pettigrew was — the captain of the Hogsmeade Howlers, of course! — but beyond that, her knowledge of the details of his situation were nonexistent. (Though apparently he was a friend of Ben's.)
"And what do you mean by that?" she sassed, her hands moving to her hips. "I'm sure Ben can handle himself. He didn't seem that- well, I suppose- never mind. You have no business in my business, though!"
"And what do you mean by that?" she sassed, her hands moving to her hips. "I'm sure Ben can handle himself. He didn't seem that- well, I suppose- never mind. You have no business in my business, though!"

— MJ is MAGICAL —