(A/N: This drabble is based off a story where Euan Abercrombie gets into trouble in his first year...after shaving Mrs. Norris!)
Standing in the Great Hall, Argus Filch watched the queue of students fidgeting in their dress robes. He listened uninterestedly to Professor McGonagall as she gave the last commencement speech.
"…As you move into the vocational world, your experiences here will remain memorable for years to come. Your year will be sorely missed …."
Filch rolled his eyes disbelievingly. Troublemakers, the lot of them.
"Euan Abercrombie!"
As Euan moved to accept his diploma, he slipped in a small puddle, sending him sprawling. He jumped up, mortified, and continued forward.
Filch chuckled nastily, addressing Mrs. Norris, "Consider yourself avenged, my sweet."