An audible groan escaped my lips at the memory of my bushy hair in second year. I was very happy that I was able to get my hair under control. Finding the right spells and potions helped tremendously. Second year was possibly the worst my hair ever was. I found a lot about myself that year, well it seems every year I find something new about myself. I didn’t understand why everyone was going crazy over Lockhart. He was a shite professor and all of his books were severe fabrications. Probably should have been my first clue that I preferred girls. She was waiting for me to respond as I was swishing my drink. I couldn’t tell her about Morgana. But.. I could tell her about the fractals.