I nodded. Dominique had already gone over all of this at the prefect meeting, but apparently Steven Bergen felt the need to repeat it. Maybe I looked incompetent. Or maybe he just liked that he was in charge.
“We’re not allowed to dock points, but we can recommend people for detention. There’s a form for that. Dominique handed it out at the meeting on the train. You were there for that, right?”
“Yes,” Frankie said. “But I have been spending most of my free time with the Ravenclaw Quidditch team.”
“Oh?” I prompted, thinking of what Steven had just told me. “What do you do with them?”
“I go to their practices. I started going because I like to analyze the players’ strengths and weaknesses, but the captain likes when I’m there. He asked me why I kept going to practices and I told him. I take notes when I watch, and he asked to see them and he was impressed.”
I looked over and saw James leaving the Great Hall. He was grinning and his hands were in the pockets of his leather jacket, which was unzipped and revealed a worn Gryffindor t-shirt. A thrill of excitement went through me as I rushed to meet him.
“Ready?” he asked as we met in the middle of the hall.