Nice was only beginning to describe it. Rowan's eyes narrowed as she read the parchment, each word throwing another jab of guilt at her as she reached the bottom. So. It all came back to her - well, her and Malfoy yet again. It wasn't enough for them to be trapped on a bloody ship together, or for her to feel forever in his debt for what he did at the pawn shop because of her stupidity. No, she had to be responsible for death threats and attempts on his life, now.

"Quite lovely," She said sourly, suppressing the urge to set the entire parchment aflame and instead settling on snapping the roll of parchment closed with a flick of her wand. She pulled a long tube out of her bag and opened the top, slipping the roll of parchment into it. "It's spelled so we can handle it without worrying about being injured further." She added almost as an afterthought as she tucked it into her bag.

"And you're sure you didn't bring this anywhere else into the house?" Rowan asked again, looking up towards the cieling, knowing she should check upstairs anyways.

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