Four months. It had been over four months since her father had been taken to prison. She wasn't home but she could tell her brother and mother were fighting. Their letters did little to hide the tension. She knew people questioned her being a Prefect, especially since her father had attacked their precious Potter but she didn't care. She knew she wasn't easy to work with lately but she was on edge. They had no idea who her family was and she was tired of being judged.
"Susan," she said, arriving behind the girl as she read her letter. "I'm sure that's terribly exciting but we really should be getting started. I'd hate to miss something because we were dawdling."