Percy stumbled a couple of inches when Alex knocked into him. "Bugger," he muttered and turned, no one could mistake that atrociously long hair. It was worse than Bill's for Merlin's sake.
"Perhaps if you cut your hair and washed your face, you'd be able to see where you're going Alex," Percy quipped with a friendly smirk and looking his nephew over.
"And what are you ready, hmm?" He pushed the cover forward so he could see the title. "Advanced Charms by Torrens? You've got to be kidding me. I'm going to have to have a word with your Charms professor. Torrens is among the worst of authors."