She was still asleep when class began, and with all the discussion going on around her, Alice woke with a start. Mmnghghngnhhwhat?

Feeling around her face and desk for drool (thankfully, there was none), she blinked a couple of times and tried to get back into the thick of things. Were they talking about the cons of being old?

The seventh year took a hand mirror like the rest of her classmates, but spent a while looking at herself. The wrinkles hadn't shown up on her body yet- she had constant application of that Wrinkle-Heal unction to thank for that- and no gray hairs could be seen on her head. Charms worked wonders for those streaks in her locks. But her complexion was sallow, her cheeks were hollow, she'd clearly lost weight all over... yeah. Definitely aging.

Alice didn't contribute, though, because what else was there to say? Nothing really.