" This is the best night of my life," Raffy says, crying." Raffy, half our House has burnt down," I say wearily. " We don't have a kitchen." " Why do you always have to be so pessimistic?" she asks. " We can double up in our rooms and have a barbecue every night like the Cadets." Silently I vow to keep Raffy around for the rest of my life. "