"For now," Quentin said solomnly, because he knew that Nessie's eyebrows had gone the way of the... well, dragons, to ironically use a Muggle expression. And for some reason, people - Nessie included - just looked hilarious without eyebrows. Little bits of hair they were, and yet they made such a difference.
Lifting his glass, he took a swallow of the burning liquid that slid down his throat like a flame. "Quite well," he said with a nod and a flash of that grin. "Time will tell, of course, but I'm liking it. It's never dull, for certain." Since students in the height of puberty were never, ever boring.