Being short, Evelyn Rivers had an extremely low center of balance. And an unexpected collision sent that center of balance reeling. The enormous pile of books she had stacked in her arms (so enormous she had been unable to see over them, and was probably why she ran in to whoever it was) toppled to the ground.
"...Pants!" was all she could manage, the need for the prefix Merlin's completely escaping her. When she glanced up irritably, she saw Michael Corner, the one the house elves had been murmuring about.
Evelyn still had no idea exactly what he had done, even with their muttering. House elves weren't even supposed to mutter, so whatever he had done must have been very insulting.
"Erm, hi," she mumbled and bent down to pick up her books, ready to just get on her way and hope he hadn't noticed her strange outburst.
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