"I thought of just letting you go with a bang! Severus! Looks like fate made you a Hero afterall" smirked the Dark witch as she guaged the scene for survivors. Barring a few injuries and burns, no one was hurt, not that she cared for any of the wizarding sheep. Her precious chew toy Ron was lying unconscious near the lake, yet it wouldn't just do to show her hand now for a petty plaything. She'd get him next time.