-1Seeing Red.

I can't believe this, I can't fucking believe this.

I knew there was something more to the Weasel's odd comment about my desk.

I should've played it off as the weak comeback it appeared to be.

I would've too, if not for the dazed look in his eyes. Oh, there was something more all right. And now I know.

His comment wasn't odd, it was queer.

"Enough!" Draco shouted.

The familiar tug at his navel told him he was back. He stormed from the room furious, his temper as red as the hair atop the head buried in Harry's lap.