Jessa was on top of the big oak tree outside the manor, dangling upside down and trying to see if her hair could reach the ground. It sounded much more fun when Linzi suggested the game. Now, Jessa could feel the blood gather in her head causing her eye to water and her neck veins to bulge.

"Linzi!" Nana's voice boomed through the gardens causing the skinny elf to jump and stumble away from the tree. "What are you doing here, we have a feast in a few hours, go help with the preparations."

Jessa hauled herself up on the tree's branch. "But we're playing."

"I do not see how her standing around is playing. She's no good here."

"No, she is! She can make my hair touch the grass, look!"

"Enough! Linzi." The old woman stared at the trembling house-elf.

"Linzi, stay." Jessa jumped down from the tree and defiantly stood between her and her grandmother. That was only for a moment, though, before she was hurled up in the air and then into the small stream nearby. Linzi was running towards the manor with grandmother at her heels. Jessa felt her tears of rage roll down her cheeks.