Sutton was positively IRKED. That boy... that boy who pretended to be a dementor-thing had scared her... and morbidly embarrassed her in front of that older boy.

Not.okay.

He would pay, oh yes, he most certainly would. She wasn't sure how or who would help her, but this prankster would not get away without feeling the wrath of vengeance.

In a dark mood, she quickly made her way through the Entrance Hall, heading for the Common Room. There seemed to be a crowd... and lots of yelling... and ...

Hufflepuffs getting in trouble?!

An internal groan reverberated around her entire body. Deciding she could maybe help in some way, she started walking toward them. As she began to open her mouth, though, she slipped on a muddy footprint on the floor!

Lurching forward, trying to regain her balance, she slipped on several more footprints before instinctively reaching out toward one of the other Hufflepuff girls... the one who had been refusing to clean up the footprints... but rather than the girl being an aid to gaining her balance, Sutton accidentally pulled her down, right toward the bucket of mop water.

And then Sutton fell on the ground, flat on her back, banging her head on the hard floor.