13 ;; F L A G R A T E

Stupid. Boys. Doing. Stupid. Things.

Ginny stomped around the Gryffindor Common Room, all fire and brimstone. She whirled around and her hair flew out behind her, arcing through the air and seeming to crackle and sizzle as if someone had cast flagrate through the air.

“Alright Ginny?” Neville called from his spot on the long couch next to Seamus and Dean. Ginny whirled around again and glared at all three of them. She took in the piles of chocolate frog cards surrounding the three, who were clearly doing a bit of trading.

Honestly! Boys and their priorities!

She glared at them more and Dean and Seamus hurriedly packed away their cards and dragged a still oblivious Neville up to their dorm and more importantly, out of Ginny’s way. She stomped over to the couch they’d just vacated and threw herself into it, talking to herself about ‘Stupid boys’ being ‘bad losers’. She huffed to herself and out of the corner of her eye she spotted an abandoned and unopened chocolate frog.

Ginny opened the box, glared at the card and tossed it into the fire. She nibbled on the chocolate frog as she watched the image of Rowena Ravenclaw burn.

Stupid ‘claws.