There Is Nothing I Do Better Than Revenge (terribly_vane) wrote in afic,
"Oh shut up you bitter cow," Romilda snapped as she realised that it was cold and she was outside with Bulstrode. Even worse was that horrible pricking at the back of her neck which meant that the delicious information she had at her fingertips wasn't something she was prepared to use. Bulstrode had hexed her or something, it was clearly the only answer as to why she was not storming up to the new editors and trying to ingratiate herself with them.
Romilda bet that she could wrangle a dozen or so front pages for that level of information - Bulstrode would end up in Azkaban and the coffee would be decent for once. And yet..
"There is such a thing as too much of a good thing and breasts are one of those. " Tilting her head up, Romilda took glanced over at the older girl and wondered aloud. "Hypothetically why would you do it?"