She couldn't stop the pleasure that rose inside her as he stepped in front of her, blocking her path. Normally she would be quite annoyed, but his immediate reaction to her statement had her inwardly smiling. Either he truly didn't know who she was, or he knew who she was and hadn't bothered to learn her name. Both were equally possible, given Malfoy's tendencies and from what she'd heard about him from her various jobs mending this ballgown and that.

Relishing this moment, Rowan rose her gaze to him, savoring her reply before she smiled as sweetly as she could at him and saying as smoothly as she could, "I neither know nor do I care."

And truly, she realized with another joyous discovery, she did not care. "Now let me pass, Malfoy." She said, her tone leveling to something more to the tune of "If you don't move I will make you."

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