Gilderoy glanced to the door, and did a double-take when he saw who it was. Great.
Well, maybe he'd be extremely lucky, and Lucius wouldn't recognize him. It had been a few years, after all, since they'd been at school together. And it wasn't like he had been anybody at school.
Not that he was any body now, but he was working on it.
Now he was sort of wishing he'd worn black robes so he didn't stick out quite so much - but he was so fond of the blue. They were nearly as nice as the lilac ones.
Trying to be as discrete as possible, he edged toward the inks. He did need ink. Still, he kept darting little glances toward Lucius - because that was totally covert.