"Oh. Where do we find one of those?"

"I think they probably group together? Or maybe some of them do rounds – if we look we'll probably find someone."

"Well Thea's the one who wants it."

"– Do they wear, like, crests or something?" she asks, getting up.

"I think, uh, it's a one of the house colours with a P on it? A badge, should be on their uniform."

"They might have a compartment for themselves."

"I think they do – some of them – walk along the train but yeah?"

"Be back in a second, then," she says, grabbing her bag.

And when she opens the door to their compartment she sees a plump elderly witch with a cart of sweets with a hand poised to knock. "Oh, hello. Does anyone here want anything to eat?"

"Oh, uh, I'm fine right now thank you – but do you know where I could find the prefects?"

"They have a car that way," she says, pointing, and then sticks her head into the compartment. "How about you?"

"Thanks," says Thea, and she goes in the indicated direction.

"Ooh," says Anthony, seeing the stuff available. "– Could I get a cauldron cake? And," he peers around a bit, "I'm not sure what else you have?"

She presents a selection including Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, cauldron cakes, Chocolate Frogs, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, jelly slugs, liquorice wands, pumpkin pasties, plain old chocolate, and several other items.

Then Anthony will get a variety of sweets!

Sadde does not really have a lot of pocket money.

Willow can totally buy him sweets.

Anthony gets a few extras in case Sadde would like more or Thea hasn't got stuff by the time she comes back.

Speaking of Thea, the Prefects' car is pretty easy to find.

Then she'll knock on the door, holding her… colourful bag!

A blond boy, probably around sixteen, opens the door. "Hello."

"Hello," she responds. "Someone was trying out a colour change spell and accidentally turned my bag… this." She holds the bag up. "I was wondering if you could undo it?"

He looks and sighs. "Was it a Ravenclaw?" he asks, grabbing his wand and touching the bag. It returns to its normal colour.

"It was someone who has not yet been sorted," says Thea. "Thanks."

"My bet's on Ravenclaw," he says, waving her away.