Victoire has a player, I mean. Non Playing Character. He can't just make her forget something.
"It's beneath you," he repeats fiercely (but softly), not exactly offended but visibly upset about it, "that's all. Using third parties to score points. You don't have to." He stows his packet of pasties in a pocket with permanent shrinking spell in it. "Yes, let's relocate."
"She was not deficient in the stored-up-frustrations department," Severus says with the emphatic fervency of one who believes because he has seen. "Narcissa, I mean. Quite well stocked."
I'd like to talk to you about it before you post, though; there was a reason Severus was stressing the freshness issue so hard.