Sweet Pea was not in the best of moods, and waking up in the Ministry of Magic did not improve her mood.

She blinked a few times against the glare of the overhead light. She tried to move and found she was bound to the chair and her hands were tied. Her brown eyes burned with intensity as she looked at the man who had stunned her and dragged her to the ministry. "You wouldn't look so smug if I wasn't tied to this chair," she growled trying to yank her hands free.