"No, you're in my fiance's flat," Bess said, throwing up her left hand and waving the ring around at the girl. She didn't know why she was bothering to get her to understand as it obviously was not going to happen, but she didn't know what else to do! "Drystan Fawcett is my fiance, he's not married, he's never been married!"
At least she hoped! For fuck's sake, this girl better not have any truth to her words!
Bess huffed, shaking her head, "I'm not leaving, you need to get out of here before I get the hitwizards!" Why was she even giving her a chance? She reached the fireplace and made a grab for the floo powder.
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