Long time coming reminded her of what was happening at work. She might have actually glowed at the prospect of the Scrimgeour walking away from his office and someone new and better for the Ministry walking in. Even Alicia Spinnet could not destroy her happiness over that. She was supposed to be acting happy about Padrig though. She had to temper herself.
“I’m sure Padrig will be heartbroken,” she said with a crinkle of her nose and a look that said she was being more than sarcastic. “You could say I was having a good week until you walked in – I guess you I can’t blame them. Some people will serve anyone – even people who follow Potter blindly.”
And that was something Marietta would never do. She might be a bit of a blood purist but Ministry came before everything else. Potter was an abomination. He defined everything she stood for. Those who followed him could rot for all she cared. She was certain she finally saw her order so she stood and reached for it.
“—Well have fun with whatever it is your doing. Some people have Ministries to run and idiots to keep in line,” she said putting the bags in her arms, cursing when she tried to get the drinks and bags and Umbridge’s hot tea spilled on her. She had to bite her lip not to curse. Her flesh was burning.