"Is it September yet?" Rose Weasley complained, throwing herself onto the settee with a flop. Her dad and his girlfriend were sitting on the other one, looking at her with amused looks.
"Only couple more days, Rose," Ron promised, taking a sip of his drink. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you actually miss school."
"I do," she replied instantly and slapped a hand over her mouth when she realised what she'd said.
"You are so like your mother," Ron tutted.
"When I say I miss school, I mean I miss my friends, not the learning," she defended immediately. "But you have to admit, some of the things we can do are amazing!" Ron rolled his eyes, turning his interest to the tele and away from the conversation of school.
"I was in the same position as you every year," Lavender whispered conspiratorially. "Couldn't stand any lessons except for Divination but my friends made everything so much more interesting."
"Divination? But that lesson is such utter nonsense! I faked my way through it for a whole year and I got away with it." Lavender rolled her eyes.
"You are so like your mother."