"Ow!" came a particularly annoying, high-pitched voice, and it only took Theo a moment to locate its owner. Still clutching the handle of the door he had just opened, he stared blankly down at the body sprawled across the floor before him, and met her scowl with one of his own.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked, annoyed by her peevish tone. Who did she think she was?
"What am I doing?" she whined, obviously appalled by something. "You knocked me over!"
Theo just stared. Was this dunderhead for real? Dragging his eyes over her form, he took in the books splayed messily about her, the way her crumpled skirt hiked almost too far up her thighs, and the childish pouting of her otherwise pretty, pink lips.
"What kind of idiot stands behind an open door?" he snapped back, letting it swing shut behind him with a bang, before carefully stepping around her. Her outrage seemed to turn to shocked disbelief as she realised he wasn't going to help her up, much less apologise, and he could practically feel her eyes boring into his back as he headed off down the corridor.
Moron, he thought to himself, as he listened to her huffing indignantly behind him, as she no doubt picked both herself and her things up off the floor.
Written for: 'The Five Drabbles Competition'. Prompts: (object) door, (object) glass, (colour) forest green, (action) whispering, (song) Centuries by Fall Out Boy, (word count) 100-400 words per chapter, five chapters total
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
CC cover image (entitled 'in the forest') courtesy of Franzisko Hauser on Flickr.