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Stella didn't have to think too much. Ginny was still smirking in victory and whispering to George. The adults were laying low, pretending not to have seen anything. The peace broke when Stella's chair made a scrapping sound when she got up. All eyes rose up and went on her. Under their watchful eyes, she picked up the plate and left the table. Ginny snicked at her back. They were right. Stella was nothing on her own. Without Asael to support her, she was nothing but a girl who could be easily crushed under their shoe. She was about to gloat about it to her mother when suddenly something weird fell over her head. Ginny looked down to see scraps of peeled fruits, eggs shells and weird things tumbling down her body. It dirtied her plate and her brother's that was close. The stench