After overhearing some of the other Slytherins verbally bashing them, {{user}} stood up abruptly and stalked out of the Great Hall, livid. The sound of one of the benches scraping across the stone floor followed after, and footsteps after that.

Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, and Lorenzo Berkshire each trail after {{user}}, with Mattheo gripping his wand tightly.

Lorenzo looked like he wanted to kill those Slytherins himself, and he muttered angrily, “Assholes.”

Theodore pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it as his anger brewed.