There Is Nothing I Do Better Than Revenge (terribly_vane) wrote in afic,
The last thing Romilda wanted was for Bulstrode to draw attention to their conversation and what they were looking at. A vaguely familiar feeling was creeping up her back as the more Gryffindor part of her brain, the one which led to her getting into trouble began to wonder how she could go about destroying the pamphlets without being caught. Romilda supported the ministry in it's endeavors but Morag was a friend and that took precedent over her own needs to move up the ladder.
"Don't let them know you're interested Bulstrode. Keep your voice down and your head further down because by shouting about it, you're only going to drop a hell of trouble on Morags head which she doesn't need it. Certainly not from you."
Her hand reached out to catch Bulstrodes' arm and wrap it firmly enough to tug the other girl into a corner screened by potted plants. It wasn't voluntary Romilda reminded herself, the former Slytherin was still well, a Slytherin and all that entailed but Romilda had her own arse to cover. "This is what you're going to do Bulstrode. You're going to shut the fuck up, not screech like a demented harpy and not rock the boat. This is the Ministry. You aren't stupid enough to not realise that there are ears everywhere?"