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Since my Head Girl badge was still with Headmistress McGonagall, I was sent by Professor Longbottom to help the Head Boy, Kaiya Shibasaka, show the Gryffindor first years around the castle. Kaiya being Head Boy is a pleasant surprise, as I'm somewhat comfortable around him. It's mostly because his last name is such a mouthful that I've called him by first name since we first met. That may have helped me get to know him a little better early on. But he's also in the same house as Hugo, so I've seen him around every now and then when I visit members of my family in the Gryffindor dormitories. He's not terribly bright, but he is always punctual and keeps all of his belongings perfectly neat and organized. His assignments are always very thorough and complete. To me, Kaiya would be a clear choice for Head Boy. He sets the perfect example for others, he's never too arrogant about anything, he's very steady and stable.

Wait a minute. Did Headmistress McGonnagall make me Head Girl just to create messes for him to clean up?

I mean, it makes sense. Even when tasked with showing first years who were not even in my own house around the castle: I missed the rhythm of the moving the stairs and almost fell to my death, I could barely look at the flock of students let alone introduce myself to them, I tripped over the portrait passage into the Gryffindor dormitories. Needless to say, I didn't do any of my Head Girl duties, and Kaiya had to run along behind me, doing my own job for me.

Aha! It's all becoming clear. I have to be Head Girl, because of my parents' legacy. And Kaiya has to be Head Boy, not that he isn't already qualified to be Head Boy, but because he is the only person I can think of in this entire school who could deal with my shit. Maybe my parents do already know that I'm Head Girl. Maybe they arranged with Headmistress McGonagall for me to be Head Girl, and were disappointed when I told them I didn't get the badge because they believed that their plans had fallen through. Maybe all of this was just some elaborate scheme by my mother to get me out of the library more. To help me with whatever the hell my muggle psychologist has told her I'm ill with. But if they know, there's one piece of the equation that doesn't quite add up.

How could they not tell Hugo about it?

Wait.

HUGO. That boy has hell to pay.