A loud knock jolted him from his sleep. He groaned, irritated, burying his head back into his cloak, trying to get back to sleep. The door slid open with a grating noise. "Excuse me, did anyone see a toad? Neville has lost it."
Immediately his eyes snapped open. That voice! His eyes landed on the beautiful girl standing in front of him. Before he could answer though, Crabbe's grating voice snapped back at her. "If you want to find a toad, just go look in the mirror. Now scram." With that, he shut the door in her face.
He growled under his breath. How could they treat her like that? Angrily, he got up and stomped to the door.
"Where are you going?" Goyle drawled.
"Bathroom." He replied shortly. Sliding open the door, he stepped out, glancing left and right, only to see the brown lush locks disappear into one of the compartments.