Melanie was really annoyed today. She had just received another of the many letters from the new father-in-law telling her how much of a disappointment she was. Of course she didn't care about him, he would be gone soon like all of the others, what she cared about was his threat to remove her from school. The man didn't even know she was a witch. Of course the worrying thing was her mother was just nasty enough to let him do it. She could see her gloating all day until he left and then she would try to send her back. This really wasn't a good day for the small girl.
Melanie was walking past the Ravenclaw table, on her way to her own of course, when she felt an elbow hit her pelvis. As she turned she watched as a butter knife slipped, spreading butter down her raggedy dress. It was raggedy but she loved it and it was now covered in butter. She looked for a person to cause, there was a girl, her own age, sitting at the table looking bored. Melanie's frown turned into a snarl and then a smirk. "I suggest you start apologising before I make you pay for that." She crossed her arms and waited. She may be small but she could sure as hell fight and cause pain and suffering if she wished. Especially in a mood like this.