"It’s not as though I’m  unaware I'm tearing you asunder  , Granger," his voice was as calm and cool as the grey eyes that refused to move away from hers. "But the Dark Lord himself lived in my home for three years. Whatever the fuck happens this year, even if you give me every blockhead who can’t string a sentence together to save their life, it’ll be a Merlin-be-damned vacation in comparison. Until tomorrow." 