With a knowing sympathy, Elizabeth made a face of frustration as Hestia recounted the events of her day. The points ranged from bizarre to maddening to suspicious, and all concluded with the very obvious answer - the Slytherins had played their role and now all hell had broken loose. What else was new? The typical lot, right? Liz wished to chime in with supporting comments of disgust, but her better judgment knew that it was one thing to be understanding yet another to be hypocritical. She could not honestly nay say the Slytherins when she practically owed her heart to one. Now who led the bizarre life?
"Ry?" came Liz's initial reaction before she could truly grasp the entire rant, all topics included. She furrowed her brows, one eye closed in speedy contemplation. "What happened to the cat? Has it been found?"