Well that was rude. Right away, Oliver was offended. He couldn't believe the other boy would say something like that to him. He could do anything he wanted so there. But he had to remind himself that he didn't want to be prefect or minister for magic anyway, so he should not be offended. It was actually probably true. He shrugged instead of arguing, even though he was still kind of mad the boy would have the audacity to say that. Why was he so mean?

"It's just my opinion." He could have one of those, you know. And now look, the boy was just going to IGNORE him. Well that was rude and not very prefect-y. Oliver stood up. If he wasn't wanted then he would just go back to his own table. "I just said I don't want to be prefect. And everyone can have prefecty attitudes without actually being prefect." Because of course not everyone could be prefects, there were only eight at a time. "But I didn't say it was a bad thing. If you want to be prefect then I hope you do." It came out more forceful than he had intended. But Oliver did not like to be misunderstood, and it did tend to happen pretty often.