She barely resisted the urge to take a swing at him with her newly-rescued bag, but she did restrain herself, and merely let her face screw up in displeasure as he brought up the last time he had helped her. “Helped”. She sorely wished she might have forgotten that by now.
Of course, the thought that her grudge might subside over time - if he kept redeeming himself, inch by inch - and one day she would look back on that event without malice towards him was equally as horrifying. Better to hate him, then, and find some fun in it.
“Perhaps I’ll give a dementor your card,” she replied with narrowed eyes, her lips twitching, “and it can give you a kiss if you’re so desperate. And then we’ll see about your hope, won’t we?” Mr. Rosier should count himself lucky if he got nothing worse from her than a roll of her eyes.
Of course, the thought that her grudge might subside over time - if he kept redeeming himself, inch by inch - and one day she would look back on that event without malice towards him was equally as horrifying. Better to hate him, then, and find some fun in it.
“Perhaps I’ll give a dementor your card,” she replied with narrowed eyes, her lips twitching, “and it can give you a kiss if you’re so desperate. And then we’ll see about your hope, won’t we?” Mr. Rosier should count himself lucky if he got nothing worse from her than a roll of her eyes.
a sublime set by Lady! <3