Food fight

Dearest Mark,
I started a food fight with a ton of hufflepuff freaks. I am so pissed off though. I can't believe it. I just can't believe it. It was great, they all totally lost to Jake and I. And then they all left, that was when a teacher came. Chickens. Froyodor, the new hufflepuff head of house asked me who was in the fight with us. And being as kind as I am I didn't tell him. I don't know why. Jake and I were taken to his office and once there he asked me why I started it. I explained. And then do you have any idea what he did? He asked me if I was wearing a bra!! Here, look at the exact conversation:

"Are you wearing a bra?" he asked Jessica, still playing with the sickle by making it spin around.
Jessica looked down at her breasts. Her face grew very red she then said, "Um...yes...of course I am...why?" In a rather edgy tone.
Jake looked at Froyodor, he had half a mind to crucio him. This man is nuts....
"Oh... it didn't look like it from where I'm at. Some girls may develop a strange form of irritation because they don't.. you know with the hurting and the heavyness and what not... Perhaps you should try upgrading?" He said all this in a completly dead-pan face, unscathed from it all.
Jessica looked at her breasts, "Well...you have a point...I'm wearing a B now but I dunno if I'm a C...HEY!!" She just snapped out of it and tryed to slap Froyodor across his face. "We're not here to talk about my breasts. Are you going to punish us or can I go?" She asked him.
Franz leaned back casually in his chair, missing Jessica's attempt to slap him, and he put his hands hehind his head. He then added onto what he was saying. "...although walking around in that state would be punishment enough, I believe I will have to advise Professor Valwood that you would not make a wise choice for the Prefect position... with your anger management problems caused by your insufficient bra size."
Jake was clenching his fist and felt ready to crucio Froyodor around the block and back. He felt around for his wand, and realized in a moment of stupidity he had left it in his canvas bag back in the hall. DA** IT! He thought angrily.
Jessica's jaw dropped. "You..." SHe gritted her teeth, knowing he was serious. "FINE. I don't want the stupid prefect posistion. Give it to someone with no experiance. But you're SO going to pay for this." She said her hand clenched on her wand again, she was beyond angry right now. She was so the best choice. She was. He knew it. He was jelous of her. That was it. He was freaking jelous of her because she had nice breasts and he was an ugly old man. And a perve to boot. He was jelous. That was what she was going to keep telling herself. She was so going to get him back. Stupid...ugly...perverted....stupid...freakishly insain...man.... HE WOULD PAY. She was going to make sure of that. No matter how long it took or what she had to do. He just ruined her last 3 years here, well HA. He doesn't know who he's messing with. She was after all THE Jessica Williams. Her eyes narrowed into a glare. He wanted war. She could make his life heck too.

I just can't believe it. I seriously could cry. I know that my grades are the best, and I should have gotten it. And now I'm not going to because I pissed off him. And he is freaking new here. And insain, who in their right mind says you can't be a prefect because of your bra size???? He is insain. I think I'm oing to go cry now. This summer was terrible and everythings getting worse. Good bye Mark. I love you, Jessie.