Red
"With a toothbrush?"
Severus calmly glanced up from his Potions journals. "Yes. Will that be a problem, Ms. Tonks?"
The fifth-year Hufflepuff glared at him, the offending toothbrush tightly clenched in her fist. The Potions Master smirked at her, daring her to raise any objection. She didn't say anything though, with her lips set in a thin line. His smirk faded as her hair turned an angry deep red. A tormenting yet familiar coldness overtook him as he recalled another red-haired fifth-year with eyes flashing in fiery anger.
"Now!" he snapped.
"Yes, Sir," she answered through gritted teeth, before walking to the heap of dirty cauldrons.
Written for The 5 Drabbles Competition
Prompt: Toothbrush
Written for The Pinterest Picture Prompt Challenge
Item prompt: 9