Abaddon - Or, 'An Elegy on Love'

"That shortsighted Gryffindor—James Potter—will happily be tainting his entire bloodline in the next few months. He's marrying a mudblood." She scowled in disgust. "What a fool." / Snape's expression was neutral, his voice mild. "I don't suppose they have a tapestry to blast him off of?"