Agnes shrunk back into her seat, cheeks tinted red, and cast a look of disgust in Borgin's direction. The girl clearly had no grace, no ounce of helpfulessness in her. What had compelled the staff to make her prefect over, say, Miss Fudge or Miss Weasley?
"You're just jealous that you haven't received a new pair of anything in the last two years," she quipped on impulse, averting her eyes from the prefect to poor Idunn once the words had left her mouth.
"You're just jealous that you haven't received a new pair of anything in the last two years," she quipped on impulse, averting her eyes from the prefect to poor Idunn once the words had left her mouth.