Kit was not sure how she could ever come to understanding Headmistress McGonagall's logic.

She truly wanted to know what in her right state of mind, did she see Kit suitable as a Prefect.

She was disconnected from her peers; she was a downer and she was completely unfit to do the job.

It still never settled in her mind, regardless of half of the year that had gone by. However, as much as she wanted to deny the choice—no one could argue that she didn't do her job.

In fact, while she was not one that had been as strict, she still followed protocol for her position and did her duties.

The thing was that McGonagall had seen a lot of potential in the female and she knew that it was going to be a choice that had benefitted Kit.

If anything, this was probably the only thing that was really keeping Kit was completely shutting people out.

The position had given her the job to interact without worrying about growing attached or even dealing with her trust issues. It was purely just professionalism.

Kit who was discerning about her position, like most days if it was not avoiding the voice, had stopped in track at seeing Lorcan peering from behind a pillar.

Her eyes followed his gaze to find him staring at his brother who was a little way from them, currently flirting with a Gryffindor.

"So" She started as she moved discreetly away from being in sight "do you perhaps enjoy watching your brother trifling with someone?" Kit asked as she stepped behind the Hufflepuff Scamander.

Lorcan had flinched from her voice and turned to her in fright," Helga—you scared me!"

"Sorry?" She said lightly and tilted her head while crossing her arms

"And no, I don't enjoy it" Lorcan stated as he groaned turning his face away from the sight," I've just come to thinking when Lysander is going to stop"

"Stop what?" Kit asked genuinely confused

"Playing with all those girls,"

The female hummed and raised a hand to her chin," Hmm, if the other party mutually understands it, shouldn't it be fine?"

"Yeah, that is true, but one day one of those girls will want more and knowing my brother, he'll run away from it. The last we need is a repeat of what happened a couple of years ago to Nimah Black and Fred Weasley—before we started Hogwarts"

Kit genuinely winced, knowing the story so well. Almost every one knew about it in the wizarding world.

She was not as close the Weasley's or Black's like Lorcan and his family, so maybe she was nowhere near understanding of how bad it was, but she knew enough.

"Hey" Lorcan spoke up suddenly," I was wondering, if you could help me, with my brother"

"Uh, sure?" Kit said slowly as Lorcan smiled

"Great, well first—let's head to the common room, the last we need is anyone hearing my idea"

"Okay, but I'll have you know, if it's a ridiculous Idea, I am not going through with it"

"Please, I may not be a Ravenclaw like my brother, but I can make decent plans"

"Right, remind me about the mess we had dealt with when we were kids. When your 'decent' plan nearly got us in trouble" Kit said smugly as he nearly tripped over his feet.

"Oh don't you bloody go there, you were just as bad!"

Kit scoffed at him as she picked up pace at the male that was ahead of  her," I am not that bad!"