Theme # 84: Angry


“Hey you, acne-head!”

Eloise Midgen raised a spell-book to shield her face, and tried to rush out of the corridor. But the Slytherin girl who had called out that rather rude nickname of hers, poked out one leg, and Eloise tripped over it, found herself hurling through air.

Sprawled on the stone-floor, she could hear several Slytherins laugh loudly in the background, and her eyes filled, not with hurt, but with anger. Why could these Slytherins not leave her alone, not leave anyone alone, ever?

With a snarl, she raised herself to her feet, and walked away.