Your Prompt -Sins

What do I mean by Sins? Well, your challenge is to write a drabble with a word count of an exact multiple of 100 -or at least, as close as possible - I don't mind if it's a few words under or over - dealing with a HP character (or characters) and one or more of the Seven Deadly Sins - Envy, Lust, Rage, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth and Pride. You can write about one character and how they commit one of these sins (for example, Draco often commits the sin of Pride/Bella lusts after the Dark Lord), or you can choose to have one character relate another to one of these sins. Or have them watch another character committing one of these sins. Or musing over one of these sins.

My Prompt - Rage

True Feelings

Andromeda

Slytherins are very cunning. I would know. I am one. Or was...

Either way we can hide our true feelings. We can. We don't always bother, but we can. We're good at it. At least, we're better at it than the other Houses.

When I was younger I could afford to let my rage spill over. Back when I was my Daddy's Princess, I got into ever so many duels at school. But of course my Slytherin cunning stopped me from getting caught. Most of the time. Alot of the time. Sometimes...

But nowadays I can't afford rage so much.

Situations change you see.

Which is why I smile when I feel her plant her huge arse beside me on my sofa. I smile when I see her grandchildren use my wedding picture (Oh Ted! Oh Ted!) as a Quaffle. I smile when her crass son insults my nephew, right in front of my face and looks to me for approval...

Which I give.

How many other ways can I insult my family?

(Both of them)

I want to rage at her. I want to jump across the coffee table and sink my nails into her eyes

(Blind them first Dromeda. Catch them off guard)

And Merlin help her as I reach for my wand

(Get it out as quickly as possible Dromeda. A witch without a wand is a weakened witch.)

Then use every curse I've ever learned

(Look at this! Isn't it brilliant! You want me to teach it to you?)

And laugh as she screams.

(It is brilliant Bella! It is!)

Or maybe I scream too!

You killed my sister! Not my sister you bitch!

The fantasy makes me smile, ever so slightly. A real smile.

Which is good. It hides my true rage.

"More tea Molly?"

Thoughts?