Peregrine wakes at the prefect's knock: male.

A knock-knock-knock-knock-knock! wakes you from your dreams of chasing other students around an old stone school building.

"Poesy! Poesy!" a voice calls. "Waking you up so you have time to get ready."

It's late afternoon and you feel refreshed. You stretch out and yawn luxuriously. As you move, you feel a large, hard erection dragging against the sheets. You shake your head and smile ruefully. It's going to be difficult to concentrate with something like that going on. You sit up on the side of the bed, looking across the chamber at the absent roommate's place. You idly wonder how this Trevor Harlequin person is doing, magicking over into a girl and getting caught up pregnant by his girlfriend while she was magicked over herself. You hope they let you stay in the room by yourself, but you'll understand if they move you in with some other first years. You roll your arms and shoulders and stretch your neck, and feeling joints pop. Things feel tighter and denser in male phase. And your dinger there is all grown in, thrice the length before your nap. So big and lovely. It's been so long since you've had it this way. While a nagging little thought reminds you how much easier it was on your medicine, the compelling, urgent pulse draws you. You can't help but stroke it. It wants attention.

"Poesy, are you awake?" the prefect says through the door. It is Susan, with her great mane of beautiful hair. Unless she's put it up or something in the meantime.

The door opens. Prefect Quaffle's hair is still unbound, a great cascade of dishwater-coloured tresses.

"Oh!" Susan says. Faced with the upstanding evidence of your transformation, right there in your hand, she pauses. Focusing on your stroking hand, she says. "Cloths over there, we collect them with laundry. Some people like to wash them themselves. Or we have papers so you can burn them, same as hairbrush hair, you know, the Principle of Contagion."

Meaning that mischievous persons might collect your precious bodily fluids or hair to work magic against you personally.

"You have time to wash before evening mess. You should. Boys lavatory that way." Susan points down the hall. "Anything else you need?" Susan asks.

• Choose what to ask Susan for, and Roll +(your value for Susan's House Trait) (Diligence, +2) to ENCOUNTER Susan. Maybe she'll help with your distracting erection.
• Let Susan go, then describe how you get ready before assembly.
• Skip ahead to evening mess or a later scene.