They were the Ravenclaws. Bold, brilliant, shining with intelligence and light and reason.
But they aren't anymore. Because Anthony is gone (killed by a flash of green light, something that will revisit Michael for the rest of his life) and Mandy (she was Muggle-born and she died in Azkaban, wasted away, haunted by the night where she let her parents and little brother die) and Lisa (she could run soso fast, but she wasn't fast enough and the Death-Eater got her in the back of her head) and Kevin (he was always the outsider, never part of the Trio that was Michael and Anthony and Terry, but he is missed, too).
And the others are no better: Padma (who dresses all in black and hides in her flat and speaks to no one, not even Parvati). Michael (who breaks up with his grlfriend, Cho, and tries, unsuccessfully, to sleep). Terry (who spends his days sitting on Anthonys grave, waiting for something, anything). Lilith (who cries at night for her Mum and Dad, gone, gone long before that fateful day in May,1998. You shouldn't have to lose your parents at seven.) And Su (who moves far, far away, back to China, trying to escape the memories, all of them).
They once were the Ravens, but now they are just loose feathers.