The third note read:
It was pretty hard to get all the tissue off of that thing, what a waste.
Task 3: I understand you know a lot about flowers, but what about trees? You will find the next task between the roots of an oak tree.
In Hermione's opinion, that was actually the easiest task of the five. The tiny garden Grimmauld place had contained, except for a handfull of smaller flowering plants and herbs, only two birch trees and one oak tree, making that the easily identifiable odd one out.
But Pansy didn't know that.
And now that she was hissing a nice assortment of rather unflattering epithets, she probably would not even notice how nice Hermione was being. She did love her after all.
And she didn't fancy dying at the hands of a certain enraged Slytherin, they came up with especially horrid scenarios for other people's death compared to members of other houses, so all tasks could be solved without actually knowing the answer.
Harry watched the whole thing play out with an unreadable expression and then closed the door slowly, pulling his unknown companion, and presumably newest conquest, with him.
Pansy turned to her, and then to Luna, her eyes narrowed with an unspoken threat.
"Luna?"
She sounded like she was trying very hard indeed to keep her voice at a reasonable volume.
"Under which tree did you tell us you saw those pixies last week?"
"Why, I'm glad you're interested! It was the old oak tree.", Luna supplied with a fond smile.
"Would you show me where exactly you saw them."
What Pansy had ground out could hardly be considered a question, but Luna nodded happily and turned to lead her there anyway.
Thanks to Luna's considerable patience when it came to Pansy's moods the oak tree was located fairy quickly. Pansy circled the tree in question multiple times, shooting Hermione accusatory glances everytime she passed.
Then Pansy spotted the piece of paper she had slid in between a couple of exposed roots just hours earlier. To get it she would have to reach through a ridiculous amount of vegetation - Hermione had put a lot of thought into the placement of this note.
Then again, there was nothing really stopping Pansy from just casting a simple accio. Hermione would have even let it slide, since she'd technically already found the next task.
As Pansy grimaced and stuck her arm into the small opening between the herbs she had seen the thing through, it occured to Hermione that she was maybe, just maybe, doing this the muggle way out of respect for her.
She smiled at Pansy encouragingly as she dusted off her arm with a sneer and unfolded the paper carefully.