"It'll be Black," Rex answered with an eyeroll, "or P.B. may well explode."
His words were good-natured enough, but Abraxas had always assumed the headmaster's son would claim the Head Boy's badge, just as he had (rightly) assumed his friend would be named prefect when the time came. Any other outcome seemed laughable, really; the Hufflepuff did not think that Headmaster Black could abide the blow to his pride if Rex or Nico managed to wrangle the honour.
His words were good-natured enough, but Abraxas had always assumed the headmaster's son would claim the Head Boy's badge, just as he had (rightly) assumed his friend would be named prefect when the time came. Any other outcome seemed laughable, really; the Hufflepuff did not think that Headmaster Black could abide the blow to his pride if Rex or Nico managed to wrangle the honour.