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Roxanna yelled. She just kept shouting, Latin words even finding their way out her mouth. Remus tried calming her down, unwisely thinking it wise to keep his rational words spilling. They may as well have been dripping into an abyss.
"I will kill her! Do you hear me?" She turned to Remus, who eyeing her flaring wand took a quick step around it. "I will kill her and you will have to come visit me in Azkaban by the time I'm through with her! I'll practically be a demetor myself!"
"Roxanna I'm sure she was only asking a genuine question. We are in America, in a muggle town on father's day. It's as if we were begging for someone to ask you if you're father is single!"
"I can't believe she thought you were my father!" Roxanna shouted again, her wand making it way higher.
"Well obviously she knew she was wrong when you leaned over the table an tongued me." Remus laughed.
