I can't believe that I haven't seen any of my friends yet this year. I guess being a prefect has a price. If it's not first-years who are lost on their way to classes, it's fourth-years throwing food, or second-years being bullied by Peeves.
But everytime that I'm not sure that it's worth the trouble, I think about how much I'll be able to do after Hogwarts, whether it's fighting dark wizards or helping to improve relations within the magical community like between muggle-borns and purebloods, for one. Or I remember the prefects' bathroom, God, that's a wonderful perk. Actually, I think a nice bubbly bath could be just the thing right now...
Current Mood: frustrated