((It's how Larissa is.))
Larissa ignored the tears burning as they ran down her pale face.
"I'm not mad," Larissa said, though she couldn't have looked less mad; Her eyes seemed huge and dark, her hair ferosious and messy, her expression was that of pure loathing. "And," She continued, her expression suddenly changing to smug, "I don't care about you, mud-blood," She said coldly. Inside Larissa felt hollow, Nothing could make this situation worse for her.
"Go see that girl who keeps following you around, go kiss her and laugh at the stupid things she says," Her fury was building, "Go and have fun with all your mud-blood friends and do all your muggle stuff," Larissa's eyes had began stiff and foccused on Robert, "Go and sit in some dragon- There's a small chance it'll make you smell better." Larissa finished. Her jaw was bulging slightly, her eyes their normal size, her hair like seven hissing snakes.