"Bring him another one too," Essery told the bartender, waving almost dismissively at her brother as she picked up her pint and took a drink. "Ugh, respectable.... I have to go and buy new robes and everything, learn how to put my hair up in a bun without it being all crooked. I'll never be able to do it." Except, even if being Head of Hufflepuff was daunting and made her feel ancient, it was also something she was really looking forward too. She always felt that way the last few weeks of summer, like she couldn't wait for students to come back to school. It was, of course, followed by about a full month of wishing it were still summer...