Lucian rolled his eyes. Homework sucked. He only recorded half the numbers, and that was only so he wouldn't repeat what had already been said. What about the other half? When in doubt find a Ravenclaw, Dad always said.

He be hunting Ravenclaw later, it seemed.

Waiiiit. HOLD UP. WHAT?

Frenchie was leaving them with the beard? While that super nice of him, Lucian wanted it OFF. It was starting to itch and...HE WANTED IT OFF...please. Then someone mentioned a solution, but that solution meant losing ALL of his hair? No. No thank YOU.

Oh. But shaving sounded cool. That's something his dad does. He even taught Lucian how to shave, though, the boy has - didn't have - no hair on his face. Down side to that. He hadn't brought any razors with him.

Another, more appealing solution was presented. Lucian slung his bag over his shoulder an walked over to the girl (SOPHIE). "I'm cool with that! As long as I don't end up bald or in terrible pain, or with any missing or extra limbs." It could happen, you know. "Lead the way." Because he wanted the beard OFF. NOW. It was ITCHY. And too warm.