Agyness sniffed disdainfully, quickly realizing that he was going to be of no help whatsoever. I wish that you would have died or gone to Azkaban, She thought mirthlessly, Then we wouldn't be in this damned situation. Part of her longed to speak those cruel words, but a small piece of her thought it better not to cause a scene in the midst of the pairing ceremony. Although it would have been quite something to see a Slytherin, nonetheless a man of Malfoy ancestry, reduced to tears. "I guess you're leaving this up to me," She spoke rather sarcastically, although she knew full well that all of the sleuthing would be up to her. She would try whatever she could to get out of it. Maybe her passport was lying around the girls' dormitory and she could catch the quicket thestral out of the campus.