Another entry for Challenge #36 on xoxLewrahxox's forum. Theme: anger; Character: Moody; Object: cane. It's 107 words.
He was perfectly fine. He didn't need a blasted cane. He didn't need to rest for a week.
Sparks jumped out of his wand, but he didn't notice.
He did notice, however, the cane catching on the carpet.
"Gah!" The cane exploded, splintering into his, now, only leg.
Moody tossed the charred remains of the handle across the room.
He limped towards his kitchenette, adjusting to the feel and control of a wooden leg.
If anyone was there, they might have noticed his face tautening with each step, but probably not; he was very good at disguising. And they would never guess he was hiding any pain.