Before he could finish the word she sent two more stinging hexes and a pushing spell to knock him over. "I decided I didn't like your face. And after this morning, I will not be tolerating shite anymore. Glinda is dead and Dorothy went home. Long live the new wicked witch of the west." Voldemort and Snape snorted in laughter at her muggle reference. "You lot had your chance, now it is open season on you twats." She returned to her tea. Draco stood and cautiously moved to the table. "You might consider warning your mates, or not."