After using the lint roller, Austin walked into the classroom ready to prove he was a Ravenclaw. He knew he had to think outside the box in order to prove that. So he was going to. He smiled and nodded at the professor and found his way to an empty seat that wasn't near anyone. He said he was ready to think like a Ravenclaw, not be social. He wasn't ready for that at the moment.

Instead he pulled out his parchment, quill, and his mother's Pheonix feather quill. He hoped it didn't attract too much attention to himself, for he just wanted to attend class and leave. Dilly dallying was not something that was going to happen after class. Unless, of course, Ophelia decided she wanted to talk to him. But he doubted that, after the fiasco at the feast. So, he just placed his things on the desk, and leaned back in the chair, hoping for class to start soon.