Tom jumped under Harry’s bed when the door opened with a loud cry, still fuming and shaking in rage. He wanted so much to hex Weasley but he had let his wand on the mattress in plain sight. He despised everyone for this oversight and he became even angrier. Magic was making his hair stand up and he tried not to make glass explode or the candles and the fire in the hearth die. He had great will over his magic, even if he was very powerful. But if Harry’s glasses snapped on his nose while he was speaking with Ron – about what, he didn’t care – it was entirely his lover’s fault. He should have treated him better.