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EDGECOMBE, marietta c. (edgecombed) wrote in pandorarpg,

Oh no, she wasn't going to let him get out of this situation on his own terms. She had had enough of Zacharias' smugness and that grin he had that meant he thought he was winning. She wasn't going to let that happen, not tonight. She barely acknowledged that Roger was getting up and leaving, but that was better because he didn't want to be around for this. "I can't make any promises," she called after him as he stepped into the fireplace.

There wasn't much nearby, but there was the half-empty wine glass she'd been drinking from earlier. She picked it up and chucked it at the back of Zacharias' head. She was no quidditch player, so the chances it would hit where she hoped it would were slim, but if it hit him anywhere she would be happy enough.