IVY PARRY WISHED SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO GO TO ANOTHER ONE OF THESE MEETINGS, they were for prefects much like herself and they bored her to death. She was incredibly thankful that her two best friends, Luke and Leo, also made prefect so she was not completely alone.

The meetings dragged on far too long for Ivy to sit still and listen, especially to the drawling voice of Olivia Davidson who had obvious attraction to the headboy - one Ivy had a brief relationship with.

Luke made the meeting bearable, making jokes about her saggy nipples; it was rather hard to contain her laughter after that one. Thankfully, the meeting didn't drag on too long.

"Remember everyone - check the parchment on the table for your rounds times!" Olivia grinned, acting overly cheery, but everyone knew it was very fake.

Before anyone else could think to look, Ivy grabbed the parchment and scanned for her name. Finding it on Monday, Friday and Saturday. The times were the same as the previous month so Ivy didn't bother checking anything else.

"Sorry mate, only got you on a Thursday. Stuck with Flint on Monday and Sunday." Luke swung his arm around Leo's shoulder, the trio walking as fast as they could to the Great Hall. "Don't know about you but I'm starved!"

Leo shrugged Luke off of his shoulders and rolled his eyes. "Wow that's extraordinary, I'd never imagine you could be hungry." His tone and expression was flat.

"Oi, stop it Leo, don't act as if you aren't the same." Luke pouted and whined like a toddler stuck in a pram.

Ivy turned around and looked at the two tall boys, with a sigh she replied. "Well, he doesn't voice it Lukie. Unlike someone else I know."

"You are so rude!" Luke said in mock annoyance - one eyebrow raised as if to challenge Ivy.

Ivy screwed up her face in concentration, trying to get just one eyebrow up. Her cheeks puffed out and her face grew red; both eyebrows raised. Leo held a hand over his mouth, containing his girlish giggles. Luke smirked.

"That's not fair! You know I can't do that!" Ivy crossed her arms angrily.

"Well Ives, I give you an O for effort." Leo winked at her, linking arms. "Luke's just a big meanie, ain't he?"

Ivy nodded. "He is."

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With a smile, Ivy asked for the baby carrots that sat just out of reach. The girl from her dorm, Miriam Kyle, sneered and huffed; she did hand her the baby carrots though so there was some improvement. Ivy had no idea what she had done to the girl to make her hate her but there was obviously something she had done.

"That Juliet girl is sat with Leo again." Luke muttered, an angry scowl taking over his features. "I don't like it."

"I don't like her either but who's he supposed to talk to during dinner? He has to sit at his table then. Do you honestly expect him to have no other friends?" Ivy contemplated continuing her speech but chose otherwise.

She looked in the direction of Marcus Flint ( who was staring back at her ) and they gave each other a smile before turning back.

"I thought you and Flint broke up last year?" Luke asked, changing the subject.

Ivy placed a hand on her forehead and sighed. "Yes it was a mutual agreement. We're still friends Luke."

"Oh right!" Luke responded, stuffing his face with a spoonful of mashed potatoes. "I fiwa that woo hawey ewt obba."

Ivy resisted the urge to vomit by covering her mouth. "Ew!" Ivy moved her hand around in a circle. "What did you say?"

"I said, I figured that you hated each other."

With a groan, Ivy shovelled a small forkful of vegetables in her mouth. Of course she didn't hate Marcus, where did he hear that from? "Why would we? We ended on mutual terms."

"Right yeah, I remember now." Luke paused and looked her in the eye. "Sorry Ives, I knew you loved his saggy nipples."

Suddenly, Ivy started to choke on her gillywater. "What is it with you and saggy nipples today? Merlin, I feel like I'm babysitting a nine year old!"

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