Two long knitting needles and a thick tuft of red wool on top

There she goes again, thought Severus Snape. That girl just annoyed him... Two long knitting needles and a mass of red fluff on top, according to the unchivalrous definition of one of his Slytherins. (Of which he had heartily approved.) Spoiled. Thinks she's the centre of the universe. And a Weasley to boot...