Nate had only expected the door to close after every student in line to enter Muggle Studies, because he had gotten the memo. He wasn't expecting to be later than usual this time, but sometimes things happened. Things like having to, oh, I don't know, put on a full suit?

He wanted to dress up from his usual uniform, and he could think of only one way: vibrance. He was wearing a deep blue suit with a darker shade of blue on the button-down shirt underneath. A red tie adorned his neck, paired with a matching kerchief in his front suit pocket. Carved Ravenclaw cufflinks--courtesy of some Transfiguration know-how--were pinned through, well, his cuffs, and a self-done Ravenclaw crest was stuck firmly, by use of sticking charm, to his breast pocket. His hair and shoes were another story, as the red converse and usual mussy hairstyle remained as they usually were on the everyday Nate. His wand was, naturally, close at hand in his inside coat pocket. He always had it, even for Muggle Studies. One never knew...

Approaching the door, Nate was sort of shocked that it didn't ask for his rank and intent. "Nathaniel Zacharias Stone," he said clearly, "Ravenclaw." And he was proud of it! Now just to wait to be announced before entering the class-that-didn't-seem-at-all-like-it-was-going-to-be-a-class room.