Angry that he would dare to insult her like that, Hermione pushed her full plate of food as hard as she could in his direction. Unable to move out of the way, her full English covered the front of the wizard's clothes. There had always been passion between the two of them, some not reserved entirely for the bedroom and not all of it good. Rodolphus jumped up to his feet, reached across the space between their chairs, and grabbed her throat in a tight grip. Not hard enough that she couldn't breathe, it was just enough to keep her in place and terrified. With another unsettling smile, he leaned in so they were only centimeters apart.