Blonde, Beautiful, and Ravenclaw:
Prompt: Honor
Victoire read the letter before re-reading it once again. A smile curved up on her lips as she glanced down at the badge sitting on her vanity. As her fingers traced over the badge she almost wanted to cry out of happiness. She really couldn't believe it. She had been made prefect for Ravenclaw out of all the other girls her age.
The fifteen-year-old saw it as a great honor, and it was one of things that she was most proud about. She didn't have Quidditch skills, like her sister and brother. She was beautiful, yeah, but she didn't want to be beautiful. It was why she had wanted to be in Ravenclaw in the first place, to prove that she wasn't just a pretty face, but more than that.
She sat there, grinning like an idiot, waiting for her parents to return home and show them the honor she had achieved.