prompt four: prefect
Percy Weasley
The small auburn-haired boy patiently observed his older brother polish his already gleaming gilded badge, the same way he had all seventeen other times that day.
The older boy looked up. "Maybe someday you'll get one of your own," he said with a brief smile.
His brother didn't respond; he continued to stare at that badge, waiting for his day to polish and admire one of his own.
Bill's prefect badge shone so brightly to Percy, brighter to him than to the others.