Prompt: Sock
Words: 99

"Where is that blasted sock!" She shouted to no one in particular. Today was turning out to be a rotten day. She had woken up late, and she was going to be late to Potions if she couldn't find her other sock.

She looked back under her bed, feeling around. She heard a hiss and then a flash of orange appeared.

"Sorry Crooks," she muttered. Reaching around, she cried out in triumph when she found her sock.

She quickly slipped it on, grabbed her bag, and ran towards the dungeons. If she ran fast enough, she would make it.