"She'd have to be looking at me to know that I'm about to kill her," Percy said. Never be said that he couldn't fight dirty. He'd learned from the best, and they weren't Slytherins, but two Gryffindors. "And there is no need for violence when a simple spell when she's turned can do just the same... however that would hinder my career and it's not painful enough for her."
That didn't meant that he wouldn't dream of ways to make her suffer. "Of course, I can find of plenty of ways to make her life miserable. I believe that I have a stuck of paperwork with her name on it." A pile that he would make sure would never finish. He sighed. "You really don't have to stay here and listen to me ramble about Ginny."