Romilda Vane really had fucked up Charlie's life. Hopefully, she'd know why Charlie was no longer at work and know she'd had everything to do with it. He'd lost his job and his sport because of her. The small revenge Penelope had gotten no longer seemed severe enough.
She put her arm lightly around his shoulders, trying to think of something positive to say. "Gringotts is just one place. Why not work on a reserve or something? There's a Welsh Green sanctuary fairly nearby that we work with on a regular basis..." She bit her lip, trying to think of other options.