Who: Harry Potter, Theodore Nott When: Wednesday afternoon, between classes Where: Loo nearest the Transfiguration classroom. What: Scene Lottery - Harry and Theo run into problems in ze bathroom. Rating: PG, probably Open/Closed: Closed
Harry grumbled something under his breath as his shoulder knocked into another student's, green eyes glaring from behind his glasses before he stalked away. His shoulders and jaw were so tense they were starting to ache, and it was one more thing he was brassed off at. Hermione had the locket, now, but just carrying the thing around all the time, having it nearby - it made Harry feel. . . slimy and annoyed and miserable. He was snapping at everyone, and he knew it, but couldn't help it.
He left rather than yell at the bloke he'd knocked into, heading for the nearest loo. When he emerged from the stall, he walked over to the sink, washing his hands and then splashing water on his face, trying to snap himself out of his mood. He looked over to see Nott standing nearby, grimacing a little, but ignoring the other boy, running a hand through his ever-messy hair and then stopping, frowning and looking down at the sink, twisting the tap to shut it off again. It just kept running though, and the basin was gradually filling, as if the drain were stopped up.
It was an unreasonable assumption to make, but Harry wasn't in a reasonable frame of mind anyway. "What did you do?" he snapped at Nott.