Tracey exited Slughorn’s office and stormed out of the Slytherin common room. She needed to do something, she was terribly upset and her vision was blurred by the tears in her eyes. “I hate everything,” she screamed into the empty hallway.
The hallway wasn’t as empty as Tracey thought. Daphne emerged from the statue she was sitting behind. “Trace?” She walked tentatively towards her fellow Slytherin. “Sorry, did I scare you then? I normally sit there when I need a bit of ‘me time’. Anyway, what’s up?”