Chapter One Hundred Forty
Comeuppance
Soon she's gonna find
Stealing other people's toys
On the playground won't
Make you many friends
She should keep in mind
She should keep in mind
There is nothing I do better than revenge
(Revenge - Taylor Swift)October 19th, 1998One would expect that after years of working in the journalism industry, Rita would
have gained some sort of radar—or, from her Animagus form, feelers—to detect threatening
presences. However, her pride was just apparently too great.
Without recognising that she was obviously being threatened, Rita invited Mia into
her office. She was under the impression, of course, that the witch standing before her was
none other than Hermione Granger, the sweet little Muggle-born who fought for house-
elf rights and stood as the beacon of hope and change next to Harry Potter. Sure, Hermione
had kidnapped Rita in her Animagus form and stored her in a glass jar for a few weeks only
to blackmail her later, but clearly, things had changed. Rita was now a best-selling author,
more famous than ever, and she was absolutely not afraid of Hermione Granger.
That was a dire mistake.
Mia's focus moved around the large office that was made to feel much smaller due
to the number of trophies and awards that plastered the walls. Some were real, of course,
as no one could deny that Rita had a way with words that enticed readers. Had she decided
to sit down and pen fictional novels, she would very likely be deliriously rich.
Unfortunately, the woman relied on deception and lies to gain her wealth and fame.
"I'm curious, with the success of your books," Mia said, glancing to the side where
several pre-autographed copies of Golden Trio: Young Love in War were stacked on the edge
of Rita's desk, "how come you're still even bothering to write for the Prophet?"