Eight-seven points. Eighty-seven.

... SERIOUSLY!?

Sophie was trying hard not to think about Slytherin's almost-win as she walked into the Great Hall for the End-of-Term Feast. She just wouldn't look at the Gryffindors. They were already annoying creatures by habit, and then when they had cups and trophies, they were probably just obnoxious.

...and yes, both her parents were Gryffindors. They'd never let their children live this one down.

Sophie took a seat near Adelaide and Cassia. Should she wish them a Happy Graduation? They wouldn't cry, would they? Then there was Derry. And where was Grayson, Caleb, Ethan, and Simon? Friends. She had 'em.