There was a lot to unpack in the vicious look he gave her, and Porphyria, though she ought to be veritably relieved, was a little disappointed she couldn’t read the murderousness on his mind. Well, she had enough idea of swift hatred in her own to guess... although perhaps Legilimency was a skill worth learning - ?

There wasn’t a great deal of time before angry eyes and words turned to action, and her suspicions were confirmed by his order. Porphyria didn’t like to think of herself as someone who obeyed orders just because, and even giving this bastard the satisfaction of doing so felt like a loss - but better not give him the satisfaction of retaliating outright. “Believe me, I could think of no greater pleasure,” she returned sharply, and shot him one last glare before disapparating with a crack.

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