The boy was definitely taller than she, but Holly didn't remember the last time that had stopped her from going after someone. The boy's reaction was as equally infuriating as his mere presence; he didn't seem to care that she'd come to murder him. Before she tried raising her wand again, she did have enough sense to look and make sure there were no prefects nor professors in plain view of the duo before moving even closer.

"It will be a good evening once I've offed you, mudblood," she hissed, stepping up so she was less than two feet in front of him. She raised her wand so it was pointed towards his chest in a threatening manner, though she made no further attempt to cast anything at him. "You obviously have no idea who you've crossed. I'm a Scrimgeour and I will hurt you, so wipe that cheeky smile off your face this instant — you look ridiculous, anyways."