"Unless you'd prefer I use Imperius to bribery?" he asks acidly.
"There's always a chance you'll win," Rus offers. "Not much point in playing otherwise." He shakes his head, utterly baffled by this. "Maybe this'll be the start of a trend then." He pulls on his coat, tosses Todd a wink and ushers Severus out the door.
"Wasn't thinking of us," Rus tells him. "Was thinking of them we beat." He's still gloating.
No, Rus has, er, re-done his. He hasn't shown Sev or Lucius yet. WOW! All I ever had at my party's was cake! She'll fret all weekend. I just know she will. That is why the gods inspired us to invent plastic wrap. So we wouldn't lose our parking space. ;)