High up in the Ravenclaw tower, five young third year girls were unpacking their suitcases filled to the brim with their school supplies and personal items while happily chatting away about the marvelous things they'd done over the summer holidays. Helena was only barley listening, as she was more focused on the fact that she was just about done unpacking. She and her mother did have a small house in the country, but they hardly ever went there now, and all Helena had to do was unpack the few clothes that she brought there. Everything else was at Hogwarts, her home for the past four years, even though she'd only been officially attending for the past two.

"Yes, Father almost had a nasty encounter with some Muggles," Isabel said this in such a dramatic way that it was clearly her intention to get a reaction.

"No!" Marry exclaimed loudly.

"He did! A local boy had seen him bring a bucket of fresh berries into the house without lifting anything but is wand. So of course he had to go running up the road, and soon the minister and a few other people associated with the church came knocking on our door!"

"What did he do?" asked Elizabeth, who was always more worried that she ought to be.

"What anyone else would have done! Said that the boy was just making it up for attention, and he would appreciate it if the whole town didn't come to his house again accusing him of things he certainly could not do."

"That is something, much more exciting than my summer," said Mary, a small girl with shining gold hair that made boy's heads turn, "What about you? How is Terrowin?"

Helena was not paying too much attention to the conversation, and therefore was quite surprised when she realized that Mary was actually asking her the question, instead of her other dorm mate Ann, who fancied Terrowin all throughout their first and second years at Hogwarts.

"What? Who, me? What about Terrowin?"

"Well, I heard that you went to a dinner party a few weeks ago, and he was there," Mary said in a matter-of fact way.

"He's fine I suppose. We didn't really talk too much come to think of it."

That's strange. Helena puzzled. I never realized it until now. We really didn't talk much. That's the surprising thing. He usually taunts me, or makes some crude joke to try to set me off balance. I wonder why he kept so quiet this time?

"So what was the dinner for?" Isabel questioned.

"The Four have created a new system for student leaders at Hogwarts. They're called prefects I think, and it's their job to make sure that the students in their respective houses don't get out of hand."

"And Terrowin is the Slytherin prefect?" Questioned Ann, who asked with a hint of eagerness, showing that she still had feelings for him.

"Yes, and Edwin is prefect for Gryffindor, Henry represents us Ravenclaws, and a girl named Eleanor is the Hufflepuff prefect."

"It would be nice to be a prefect, but we all know that you'll get it Helena, the rest of us don't stand a chance," joked Mary.

"Oh! How terrible!" Isabel dramatically proclaimed, "I just know that I won't ever be as good as Helena Ravenclaw! Talk about favoritism! I mean, all she gets the highest marks in Charms class. I wonder why?"

This topic had been widely discussed between Mary, Isabel, Ann, and Elizabeth, whom all thought it very funny, and at times, Helena did too. She was favored over anyone else in her year by her mother, and the other three founders. Nevertheless, it did sometimes annoy her that she got special treatment. It was only because she was Rowena Ravenclaw's daughter. To Helena it seemed that people only liked her because of her mother's fame, not because of her own talents and skill.

~This chapter is dedicated to my wonderful flamboyant Ravenclaw friend Conor. (Whom will probably never read this ;) )~