"Oh, boy," Kate said dryly, her fingers pausing in their movements so she could look at Harry, her eyebrows raised. "A nice fat dead rat. That sounds... really disgusting." But if that was what she needed to do to get on the animal, then she would. "As long as someone else kills it for me, then we're good."
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Date: 2011-09-25 03:33 pm (UTC)But she was not going to kill anything herself.