A/N: I haven't done a drabble, angst or a HP fic in a while and I just had to write it. Hope you like.
Resentment
Laughter echoed down the hall and bounced against the cold stone of the castle walls. It rolled down the stairwells. Set to achieve one goal it's had since pouring itself from a random and unimportant student's lips. It twisted through the half open door and wrapped itself around a man and squeezed.
It choked a sob from his soul, but the tears evaporated with the potion's steam. He resented those children with such a passion, because even in such a dark time in the world they could still find something in their youth that he was never able to.
Joy.