Recent content by Amias Driscoll

Amias walked into the history of magic classroom, and watched as others took seats within the room. He eventually picked a spot in the class and then the professor got started. The woman introduced herself and then asked them to do the same. He took the time to think of what he was going to say...

Amias walked into the courtyard and glanced at the different stalls, but there was only one that caught his interest. He approached the brotherhood, he looked down at the sign up sheet and then back at the boy, the couple of boys there. "Ehhh," he tried to start, before pointing to the sheet...

Amias wasn't sure what to make of the table he now sat at. He hadn't been sure what he wanted in sorting, but he also wasn't sure what this could mean if he'd gone to durmstrang. He glanced around at the other students, the other first and not first years. He wanted to make conversation but...

Amias hadn't thought he'd be allowed to try-out but he knew one of the best ways to make friends was quidditch, and so he had asked permission and been allowed to try-out. He was hopeful that he might make an alternate, but knew that as a first year it was pretty unlikely. The boy glanced at the...

Amias followed them as they stepped into the main room, and then he moved towards Corvin, to be able to hug him close. "Dad made your favourite," he told him, and he intended to afterwards go hug Dreya.

Amias did his best to hide his excitement over them arriving, watching the various things in the kitchen, but he left it for a moment stood in the doorway, waving excitedly. "Uncle Corvin!" he exclaimed as he waved. "Dreya!" he spoke with fondness as he greeted them.

Amias was maybe counting down the days until he'd got to hogwarts, though he still had more than a year of days left. He just couldn't wait to learn magic. Couldn't wait to be able to do magic properly. Amias was getting the table ready for dinner, looking forward to seeing Dreya and his uncle...