 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
He watched her as she stormed from the room, her facing reflecting anger like he'd never seen before. Creeping after her, he took her by the arm and spun her around so she faced him. "What's wrong, didn't like hearing what your precious Dumbledore had to say, did you?" he snarled, his grip becoming painfully hard on her wrist.
Struggling beneanth his hold, she hissed straight back at him, "He may not see through you and your hidden agendas, but I do! Now, for the last time, take your filthy hands from me!" she bellowed as she wriggled helplessly beneath him.
Darrin sneered and held her harder, taking her by the arm and throwing her into a room, which he slammed the door hard upon and locked it magically. |