Fifth-year meant OWL examinations, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous, but unlike his older brother, Daniel had pledged to himself that he would achieve all passing scores. Ideally, he'd hoped to receive all Outstandings but he also realized that it wouldn't be realistic. But he could try.

Daniel entered the Great Hall and sat across from Jude at the Hufflepuff table. He was still unsure if he had truly forgotten his book at home or whether it had been misplaced in another bag. He hoped it wasn't... Writing home on the first day of school was an nuisance.

He sighed, running his hand through his now-blonde hair, and looked up at the older Hufflepuff, who seemed to be looking for someone. "Who are you looking for?" he questioned, leaning forward slightly to see exactly what he was looking at.