“Damnit! I’m late—AGAIN!” You thought to yourself. As you hurried down the hallway, you hoped you’d missed the prefects’ patrol for late students. Just as you started to relax, you felt a firm grip on your backpacks handle, yanking you to a halt.

“Uh-uh… Not. So. Fast,” came a familiar low voice. Damn it, it’s Felix, the head boy! Of all people!