Why Ron though? Why not someone like Neville or even Dean Thomas? True, Neville wasn't the most confident of boys but she was certain that his grades were better than Ron's. His skills in Herbology alone were enough to drag his overall grade higher than Ron's. He was also far more responsible than Ron who was always slacking off. Ron had never been the type to follow the rules either.
Still, perhaps they hadn't chosen Neville because of his shy nature. Prefects had to enforce the rules after all and shyness would be of no help there. Dean now, he could have made a good prefect. She couldn't remember him ever getting into any kind of serious trouble at school and he seemed to be well liked by most people and probably had decent grades as well. So why had Ron been chosen over Dean?
The only reason that she could think of for Ron to be made a prefect over Dean was...Ron was a pureblood and Dean was a muggleborn. True, Ron's family wasn't particularly rich but they were purebloods and they were awfully close to the Headmaster as well. Was that all it took?
She stared out the train window, feeling utterly miserable. Harry had better return soon.
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Draco Malfoy was pissed off. What good was it to be made a prefect if he couldn't rub it in Potter's face? Where the hell was the Gryffindor Golden Boy anyway? Why wasn't he on the train? The mudblood and the ginger blood traitor weren't talking and no one else was close enough to the arrogant prat.
He snorted in annoyance. Bloody Potter! He's probably pulling another stunt like the one in second year. What's he going to turn up at school in this time? Riding on the back of a dragon?
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Sirius Black stared morosely at his glass of firewhiskey. He felt utterly and completely useless. Dumbledore, the senile old goat buggerer, refused to let him leave Grimauld Place to search for Harry. He would have - should have gone anyway, but Dumbledore was the only one who had a method of tracking Harry and he wasn't sharing that information with him. Even Remus had refused to tell him where they thought Harry might be.
Damn Remus, damn him to hell. Going off with Snape to search for Harry! Damn him. What gave them the right to treat him like this? He was Harry's Godfather. He should be the one out there looking for him. Not forced to stay here alone at Grimauld.
At least Molly Weasley and her brats had not stayed long. God alone knew what Dumbledore was thinking, sending that horrible harridan to live in his house. She had the gall to order him around in his own house - In his own house for heaven's sake. Thank god she had gone back to the Burrow after it became clear that Harry was not going to be found in a day or two. He didn't know if he could have stomached her presence for much longer.
Still, a part of him had been sorry to see them all go. Being stuck here alone in this dark and dingy house with only Kreacher to keep him company was no picnic. Even the occasional Order meeting failed to cheer things up.
He snorted at the thought of the Order of the Phoenix and took a gulp of his whiskey. Bloody useless lot of wankers, he thought. They can't even keep track of one teenage boy. What bloody good will they be when they it's time to fight Voldemort?
They had better find Harry soon or he was going to break into Hogwarts and steal whatever the hell Dumbledore was using to track Harry. Then let them try and keep him away from his Godson.
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Arthur Weasley came home that day to find his wife sitting alone at the kitchen table. Oddly enough for the first time in years dinner was not already waiting for him. Nor was there anything on the stove. This did not bode well.
"Is anything the matter Mollywobbles?" he asked.
"We need to talk Arthur", said Molly.
Oh dear, oh dear. This was bad; this was very…very bad. What had happened?
"Has anything happened?" Arthur asked.
Molly snorted in disbelief. "Do you really need to ask that Arthur? Didn't you hear about what happened to Sturgis?"
"He's been arrested, I know. But what does that..."
"He was arrested because Dumbledore had him guarding the Prophecies. Why hasn't Dumbledore had him released already? Why is he still under arrest?" demanded Molly.
"I'm sure the Headmaster is going to have him released soon Molly. You don't need to worry", said Arthur.
"Oh, it's not him I'm worried about Arthur. What if it had been you instead? What if you were the one under arrest? I don't think we can trust the Headmaster to keep you out of Azkaban Arthur. Look at what happened to Harry. Dumbledore had Mundungus guarding him. Mundungus! As useless a wizard as I've ever seen and Dumbledore had him guarding Harry."
"Molly...You can't talk that way about Dumbledore", said a deeply shocked Arthur Weasley. He could not believe his ears. Molly had always been one of Dumbledore's staunchest supporters.
"Why bloody hell not? He couldn't even keep Harry safe. What good is he?" shouted Mrs. Weasley.
Arthur sputtered in disbelief. Unfortunately at that moment he couldn't really come up with an adequate defence of Dumbledore.
"I'm telling you right now", Molly continued. "You are not to stand guard at the Ministry any longer. I will not have it."
"But...but...I have to", said Mr. Weasley.
"No, Arthur, No", said Molly. Her voice was rising and she was starting to tear up as well. "I will not have it. We are done risking our lives in Dumbledore's games. I lost enough family in the last war. I will not lose any more. Do you hear me?"
"Yes dear. If it means that much to you, we won't involve ourselves with the Order any more", said a defeated Mr. Weasley. There was no arguing with Molly when she was in this state. He just hoped that they found Harry soon so that she would return to normal. For now though he had a wife to comfort.
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