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The one day Morag felt in a somewhat good mood and some stupid prick had to go and ruin it for her. First Finch-Fletchley, throwing insults at her as if she didn't deserve any respect, then Summerby arguing non-stop about the most incredible nonsense she had ever heard (or well, read) in her life. And then there was the fact that she hadn't seen Katherine or Tracey at all as she entered the Great Hall for dinner, and she was left eating her meal by herself. How did a good day turn bad so quickly? Morag had no idea, but she was really looking forward for it to end. After dinner, she went back to the common room to get some work done before heading to bed, but the place was crowded and her room was, too, so her last and best option was obviously the Room of Requirement. Ever since Padma had told her about the place, back in 5th year, Morag had taken it to spend most of her free time there. She liked the solitude, the quietness and the fact that she could get anything she wanted from it. Just thinking about the Room made her feel a bit more relaxed.

As she neared the corridor that led to the Room, Morag heard a commotion and an awfully familiar voice screaming like a madman. She hurried her steps, curious about what was going on and managed to cross the hallway and double the corner in a flash. Her day simply got worse when she witnessed Samuel punching an already doubled over Stewart in the stomach. She had had enough of Harper, really - first fucking around with Dean, now hurting Stewart... what exactly was he playing out? And why in the bloody hell wasn't Stewart fighting back? Morag had her wand out in a moment, carefully aiming it at Samuel's back and firing off the first spell she could think of - a stinging hex. The loud yelp that came from Sam when it hit her satisfied her to no end, but she was far from done. She cast a levicorpus almost instantly and approached the floating boy, chuckling to herself for a job well done. "Not so tough now, are you, Harper?" Morag was enjoying this too much. Perhaps more than she should. With a quick wave of her wand, she made Samuel spin twice in the air before floating still, again. "Merlin, you're pathetic."