[Martha quickly found her copy of the Deathly Hallows, and she moved to his room. She felt horribly bad when she'd spoiled him, and she couldn't imagine how angry she'd be if someone had spoiled her. She'd just gotten the books back, thank goodness. Considering Severus had already decreed that he didn't care about if people read them or not, Martha didn't have a problem loaning them out.
Knocking on the door, Martha waited there with a grin on her face.]
Spam.
Knocking on the door, Martha waited there with a grin on her face.]