Lucas walked into to the DADA final, this was one he was sweating bullets over. He wasn't the best in this subject, he liked to just packed up and run away from things that wanted to beat him up. Standing and fighting was something he had to work on. He smiled at the professor as he grabbed his test and found his seat. He turned over the parchment and groaned. It was just as he feared. He sighed and got to work on his final.