It was a very nice bathroom, although it had a bit of an eerie feel to it. Once Remy had finished her business in the cubicle, she stood in front of the sink with the mirror and made a few pouty faces at herself as she washed her hands. Yes, it was definitely her hair that wasn't quite right.

She pulled it down from the ponytail it was in, and started to plait it, still making the odd pouty face at herself.

Remy wondered if there was a spell that she could use to do her hair for her. She made a mental note to look it up in the library later.