"Oh, please," Lucas says, a bright bubble of laughter escaping him and though he catches it with his hand it does little to stifle the sound. The idea of being rivals with Jade - of never speaking to her, competing with her instead of conspiring - is so utterly ludicrous they might as well have asked him to cut off his right arm to get into the common room.

A muggleborn Gryffindor and a pureblood Slytherin cracking jokes in the library, though. The students must be scandalized. It's not a dynamic Lucas has thought much about since starting at Gooseberry. "Maybe we should break in." He teases with a grin. "Show them how much they're missing out on by not collaborating."