It was possible that Eline Dovers was going mad. She had lost her camera, and those who were smart would best keep away from her when she did. Even if somebody tried to help, if you don’t hand her the camera within twenty seconds she’ll flip out on you. So after searching her whole dorm and the Hufflepuff common room (both of which she left a mess that she expected others to look after) she had found herself in the Great Hall.
She dashed to the Hufflepuff table and began scanning it for any signs of her sacred camera. Her eyes zeroed in on it, just laying lazily on the table.
Well, she thought bitterly, couldn’t the house elves come take it to me? Not send me in a bloody panic. Everyone knows what my camera looks like.
Eline, much calmer now, walked over and claimed her camera, only to drop it, setting off the flash and letting out a very loud noise.