Patrick had been hiding out for the last week. Avoiding the girl he was fairly certain he wanted to ask out. Avoiding his teammates after their practice with Gryffindor. He had been laying low. Trying to keep himself hidden away. Hair was all over his body. No not just any hair. Thick hair almost as if it was...fur.

He was mortified terribly upset and had yet to muster the courage to head to the healer. He was hoping that he might slip on by and ask professor Wayland if there was anyway he could just get notes and head off to the healer. Or headmaster. Or maybe even St. Mungos. At this point he was pretty sure that he would be the laughing stock of this school and forever alone. The agony.