Look at that, finally a Professor that called him by his full last name. Praise Merlin and all that, man. All the other Prof’s shortened it, which he understood, it was a mouthful, still it was nice hearing the whole thing. “Sorry Professor, I’ll abstain next time.” He said, giving Moxley a cheery wave.

Rorie, pls. she was making this not kissing her thing a serious issue. “Psh, so cautious… “ He teased, watching her rosy lips curve into that smirk that he was so impossibly fond of. The distracted boy took his seat, glancing away from the object of his affection to the picture of-

“That’s Bell, right? … Something Graham Bell?” Damien said. It was the beard that triggered the memory, because seriously, who could forget it? “I can’t remember his first name… Anderson? Alexi- no, Alexander.” He nodded, that felt right, felt like It clicked.

His father had taught him about Mr. Bell back when he’d been teaching him about beard history… Don’t ask.