"It's not rape if you like it," she pointed out, tipping her beer bottle towards him. Her grin turned cheeky as she took a sip. His reaction to that had been priceless. "It would suck without me though, you two can't play for shit."
"I don't have a boyfriend," she muttered defensively. Eddie was not her boyfriend. Her eyes widened a bit at the mark on his stomach. She knew he wouldn't lie but this made it serious. "Merlin."
Alicia couldn't help but scoff at the Death Eater comment. Eddie was a Muggleborn, hardly a wise career move. The guy he was with? Fuck. Who was it that Eddie was mixed up with? He wasn't so rash as to get mixed up with DEs? Of course he was, bloody git. He was in more trouble than Al could ever imagine if it was true. It was only then she realized Roger was still in the room and she had an annoying habit of showing every emotion on her face.
He had tried to warn her it was bad, but she couldn't believe it was true. If he was working with DE's...she felt sick. "Eddie isn't a Death Eater," she said, staring intently at her bottle. "He's not mixed in with the best crowd but Death Eaters?" Robbery. Security System. Bad, bad, bad. "I'm a big girl, yeah? You don't have to worry about me."