Rita Skeeter was the worst of all, to no one’s surprise. Rita wanted something juicy, an insight into a taboo relationship with three of the most famous names of their generation. She wanted the inner workings of what it meant to be a werewolf’s mate, what it meant to be in a triad, what it meant to be in a relationship that had a significant age difference between the parties involved. Rita didn’t care about Hermione, certainly not after the jar debacle. The woman couldn’t care less if Hermione lived or died, but the story was too delectable to pass up on. She wanted an all-inclusive interview with himself and Remus, but that wasn’t an option. There was too much bad blood, there were too many half-breed comments, there was too much speculating that they had forced Hermione into a relationship, unwillingly. Neither man wanted to give her the time of day.  