This is why Junia didn't love creatures. Boy creatures and elf creatures and pixie creatures, too. They were crazy, the lot of them!

It's not awesome, it's chaos!" She squeaked, borrowing the house elf's duster thing to swat at any pixies coming her way. There was no way they were getting close to her beautiful hair and from the looks of it, the older girl didn't know how to prevent such things from happening.

But maybe...

"A good elf could help us clean up these Cornish pixies!" House elves were always around, listening and cleaning. Maybe this one knew how to stop them! Speaking of, she swung the duster again, nearly knocking out the Gryffindor boy in the process. Whoops. "Any ideas?!"