Tonight would be a better night, thanks so much for asking, Prefect Thornton's inner dialogue! It could hardly be worse, after having to spend the previous evening picking up soggy, ruined food by hand and putting it on plates because she didn't know any of the clean-up spells the other students were whisking about with. Tonight would, most definitely, be bett...

Omigoodness House Dad was wearing pajamas! Silky, dramatically flowing pajamas, which were so clearly the best kind of pajamas! Julia promptly resolved to go and change into hers, which admittedly weren't silky or dramatically flowing, but still comfortable. Solidarity! Ravenclaw bonding! Her new blouse was itchy!

But first, Prefect Thornton, he of the shielding big brotherliness, was handing out tickets. For something. Didn't matter what, really, and since tickets could be finite but her pajamas were hers alone, she decided she'd best grab a ticket first.

"Yes please!" She chirped up at him, holding out her hand. Maybe if she was extra chipper he'd give her two. For whatever they were for.