Rich boy....

Minjae gave the Slytherin next to him a sideways glare."Stop calling me that, Blaze" He had never liked that nickname. In fact, he disliked all nicknames for him. Irithel had at least stopped calling him Minnie after he had asked her to. It was better than being called Mudblood. BUT STILL!

"I have a name and you know bloody well what it is. So use it." the events of the year had made the Hufflepuff on edge and he had been prone to losing his temper over the smallest things these day. He lacked sleep, he was irritable, he was anxious and constantly afraid he would be tortured or killed just for the fact that he was Muggleborn. Claudine Blaze calling him by that nickname was truthfully the least of his worries but it somehow annoyed him even more.

He turned his gaze back to the youngest Slytherin and watched as she took Claudine's hand without hesitation. His hand was lingering in the air for a second or two before he felt her hand in his as well and he braced himself to pull her back up. "Is your leg ok?" He asked after her thank you' s. His tone was more softer and caring now than when he spoke to Claudine. "Do you need to see Healer Recard?" he hoped not though, the woman had enough to do these days and a couple of scratches would heal on its own anyways.