Rodolphus nodded. "Yes, that Snape." He grinned a little; Snape was definitely pale and slimy and undead-looking. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's him. He has the Dark Lord's complete trust, and Dumbledore's, so... I think he's the man." He looked at her curiously. "Really? And who would that be?"
He grinned into the kiss and played with a strand of her hair, tugging lightly. "Hey. It was not public indecency. I was in my own house, so you can hardly arrest me for that." He drew back and looked at her. "Besides... Don't tell me you didn't enjoy looking at me. I think I even saw you drool a little." He grinned widely, then kissed her again before she could protest.