Seeing who was now a prefect was always interesting. From Slytherin, there were Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy. Draco shot Raina a triumphant look and she and Feron exchanged glances, Feron's expression fed-up.
There was nothing that annoyed the fifth year more, after all, than the two of them acting like he was too insignificant to even bother reacting to.
The blonde turned his attention to the other prefects in his year instead. Raina waved at Hermione and Ron, wondering how Mrs Weasley reacted, the twins being so far the only ones in the family not to be prefects. She'd have to rub it in later.
After all, it was highly unlikely that either of the twins would be genuinely upset.
Raina and Feron patrolled the carriages, until, after seeing a carriage containing a number of people soaked in stinksnap, they decided that the younger years could handle themselves.
Raina stepped inside the carriage, taking in her friends. There was Catrina, with her light brown hair, blue eyes, and freckles, and Fente, with her much darker complexion and brown eyes which were always neatly lined. Raina wasn't sure she wore any other makeup, but her skin always seemed flawless.
"Completed your duty then?" Fred asked as they returned.
"We decided to let the younger years handle it." Feron said.
"Namely, your younger brother." Raina added.
"Yeah. Mum was thrilled."
"'That's everyone in the family!'" Fred imitated shrilly.
"You two as prefects would have been horrible anyway." Fente said, grinning.
"We aren't any worse than Raina!" George protested. He was opening a chocolate frog and Raina made a face, realising she'd missed the trolley witch.
"Out after hours, skipping class, ganging up on us," Fred begun, ticking things off his fingers and misunderstanding her expression.
"It was your fault I skipped."
"You wanted midnight snacks." Fred said.
"The whole common room has benefitted." Catrina pointed out, stretching an arm over the back of the seat. "It's great when we win at quidditch."
This, understandably, brought up a lot of protest from the twins.
"Besides, Slytherins first wins of the house cup hardly count."
It was Raina who said, "can't disagree with that. It isn't my fault Snapes a biased head of house."
"So you admit then?" George said triumphantly.
"All of Slytherin thinks it." Fente said, gathering up her thick black hair and glaring at the two of them.
"Except maybe Draco, but there are a few bad eggs in each year. We had to stomp the whole 'blood thing' out of Fente." Catrina added.
It was strange how now, the divisions between the houses, between most members of the houses, were non-existent.
Angelina Johnson dropped by to tell the twins she was the new captain and tell Raina and Feron that their team was about to be smashed. Lola later sat down to talk amiably about the new episodes of a muggle television show that Raina had watched on her shop television after hours. Luma and Raina exchanged photographs of their rabbits, and Luma told an entertaining story about one of her mothers Niffler who'd escaped and run amok in the muggle town they lived in.
The twins eventually took to teasing Raina about her hair, still windblown from her flight. The occasional bird pun was thrown in. Fente and Catrina made a joint effort to wrestle the curls into submission, but even with Fente's extensive knowledge of cosmetic spells, it remained as wild as ever.
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Raina Rogue
FanfictionRaina is your typical Slytherin, which really doesn't tell you much about her at all. She's a veela, nosey, mildly infuriating and very, very, good at, well, pretending to be good. This act threatens to tumble down in Raina's last year when she fin...