As he was messing with the papers, He was shocked when they flew around him. He hissed in annoyance as he looked around angrily, demanding to know whos doing it was. He paused as the professor demanded him to sit down and stop his annoying banter and tricks. Before he could complain his innocence, The papers fell to the floor. He picked them up and ignored the quiet whispering coming from his fellow peers as he annoyingly picked up the papers and looked for anyone who messed with him. His ego slightly faltered, Replaced with an irritated annoyance. Normally; he’s the trickster. He glared daggers at each student, causing them to become immediately quiet. He couldn’t quite place his finger on who did it, but he was determined to find out somehow.
Hearing the bell, He grabbed his supplies and books before anyone could tease him for the strange trickery in the classroom- if he didn’t leave, he’d never hear the end of it. He walked down the corridors, almost in a brooding manner as he still was agitated from the previous issue. He walked into the washroom at the end of the corridor, Fixing his tie and disheveled hair as he looked in the mirror, locking eye contact with his reflection as he swore to himself to find who dared meddle with Draco Malfoy.