He hadn't waited too long before the Hufflepuff showed up. Lucas smiled when Derf slipped inside. "Hey. Your hair...is.....spiky." He gave a thumbs up and smirked a bit as he chuckled. "You look like you just rolled out of bed, mate." Lucas' silky hair never stuck up like that; it didn't have the ability to unless he sprayed it with something. It was limp and lifeless, almost. Lucas, on the contrary, looked as neat as a student could be after running in the morning, his uniform crisp and perfect.

"No problem. It's not too hard. I prefer steaming my clothes because...well, it makes it look more naturally crisp instead of...flat, like an ironing spell might do." He shrugged a bit. "So first... hang whatever garment on a hanger. Or have it levitate, depending on your skills." Lucas gave his wand a wave and mumbled the spell to get his uniform shirt to float a few feet in the air. He gestured for Derf to do the same. "I have some hangers if you need them." He whipped one out of his own laundry bag and pretended to jab at Derf like it was a sword. YAAAA! His own shirt was hanging on a hanger as Lucas levitated it.

Ahem, silliness was allowed still, yes? Lucas would dread the day it became illegal to fool around.