Parvati's eyebrows knitted together. "S-Start small?" What sort of revenge was she referring to? "My dorm mate does. A horribly ugly beast of a cat." What did that have to do with anything? Then things clicked together, and her eyes widened. "Oh, no. I couldn't possibly..." Yet she found it tempting. Somehow the presence of this woman made her feel more confident, more vengeful. And if she wanted Lavender's death to gain meaning, she had to show the school something.