Millie,

What are you on about? Of course you're prefect. You had to be prefect; you're the best Ravenclaw at school and Ravenclaws are smart. You're the smartest person in our year; you're smarter than Greta and you're even smarter than me.

I'm potions club president, obviously, but that isn't what mattered. I didn't didn't did not some bleeding arse quaffle ruined -

I DIDN'T GET A BADGE, MILLIE.

Anne