Ella laughed. "I didn't mean making him shag Umbridge. I meant someone else. But you're right, it would be too obvious. It's late, alright? My brain is fuzzy," she winked.
"How about this?" she continued. She walked next to his chair instead of pacing anymore because she was tired. "We'll get on with your plan because it's genius and I'll supply the love potion. Then if I have any better idea after a night's sleep, I'll tell you later." She yawned again, stretching her hands dramatically above her head. And then she punched T in the arm. "And don't fuck up again," she laughed teasingly. She hoped it hurt, just a little, though, just because he'd made her cry. He didn't know he had, but even so.