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It was a bad enough that her clothes and face had been covered with paint but not even her hair had been spared.
Okay, Esme was annoyed.
Frowning, she turned on stupid Peeves. Shouting at him might relieve her frustration but that was not the best option. For one thing it would only serve to encourage him further, and for another thing there was a spell she had just learned moments before. The his would be a more satisfying payback she thought with a glint in her eyes. He was going to learn not to mess with a Darcy; just because they were Hufflepuffs didn't mean that they took everything lying down.
"SKURGE! SKURGE! SKURGE" With each spell she moved closer and closer to the poltergeist. Surely at least one of them would hit. If not Esme was going to keep trying until she succeeded. |