"I don't see any Slytherins, I mean!" Vinny through a hand up, taking upon some sort of lecturing tone, "Not that only Slytherins could cause trouble! Plenty of Hufflepuff troublemakers running about, too!"
Ugh, he knew that his 'interview' process for the Head Boy was over because...they weren't in school anymore, but Vinny felt like he needed to be the personification of the title until he actually got the badge. And if he didn't...well, there was going to be a lot of moping, but at least he wouldn't be as high strung as he had been these past few months.
He figured he had a pretty good chance. His only competition, really, was Goldstein, in Vinny's opinion. Belby was kind of...the lesser of all evils, when it came to the Slytherins, and that was because he couldn't control the other three...which didn't make sense as to why he was made a prefect, but it was probably for the greater good that Dearborn wasn't a prefect.
And! And Dodderidge was a nice bloke, but Vinny didn't know too much about his grades, and there were a bunch of Dodderidges so who knew----yes, Goldstein was the one he was worried about, because he was so nice he may as well have been a Hufflepuff. Vinny had to out-nice the Gryffindor as often as possible.
Sigh.
"I hope my spells on the alcohol are actually repelling the underaged kids," he mumbled, scratching the back of his head.
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