Recent content by Cameron Roswell

Cameron could feel his patience wearing thin as the boy fumbled around with different roses, fingers twitching in irritation. "Having a prefect's badge won't stop me from hexing you if you don't hurry this up," he hissed, hoping the threat would cover up the nervous glances he kept sending the...

All this rose stuff was making Cameron paranoid. Though he'd managed to survive a few classes with Isadora without major incident, so maybe he could still make it through the rest of the day without incident and just go hide in the common room until it all blew over. His train of thought was...

Cameron's anxiety had been ratcheting up further and further as the day wore on. Somehow he'd already amassed three roses and none of them were the one he was dreading from Isadora. Maybe she hadn't sent him one either and he'd spent all day worrying for nothing. Maybe he wasn't the one making...

Cameron was starting to sweat. He hadn't sent Isadora a rose. He'd made it all weird and now he hadn't sent her a rose. What if she'd sent him one? What if she'd sent him a pink one? He was doing his best not to stare too obviously at the Gryffindor table, nearly jumping out of his skin when...

“Yeah well I figure anything is better than that thing’s ugly mug-“ Cameron drawled, cutting off with a confused frown when he was sure he saw the gargoyle’s foot twitch. “Did you just-“ He managed to get out, falling silent when the gargoyle’s head suddenly snapped towards him, a cold shot of...

Cameron was aware it was anti-social, but if given the choice between trying to socializing with his peers or going to lurk in the Dungeons under the guise of 'patrols', he'd always take the out if he could. He'd never actively disliked the school as a whole, but there was no doubt he'd be...

Cameron tried not to grimace at the uncomfortable way Demetrius trailed off, staring intently down at where he'd been drawing shapes on the table with a finger. He didn't know how things had ended between him and Veronique but after Cameron had broken up with her he'd rather pointedly ignored...

Living for Morrie's sour grapes in this thread but this sentence especially had me laughing

Cameron couldn't help the exaggerated sigh of relief when Margo explained what was actually going on, rolling his eyes at Isadora's response to his admittedly ill timed joke before focusing back on Margo. It was easy to forget Isadora was also one of aforementioned pureblood freaks. She seemed...

Cameron groaned again when he heard the sound of Michael Watson's voice, resisting the urge to try to swat the other boy away from him (something that was mostly assisted by the distinct impression that if he removed either hand from their positions either propping him up or holding his head...

"I know the feeling, good luck with all that," Cameron said absently, running a finger through some of the condensation on the table from a nearby water jug. He hadn't exactly been thrilled to get his own prefect badge but he'd mostly gotten used to it. At least Hufflepuff seemed like an easier...

Cameron only had enough time to swivel his head, camera still mostly raised in front of him. He was vaguely aware of thinking it was odd that he'd somehow put his lens cap back on without noticing, why else would his viewfinder suddenly be blacked out and then the next thing he knew, he was flat...

Open after Sarah posts with Demetrius As much as Cameron had spent most of last year pointedly ignoring her, it had been a little hard to notice a very specific absence at the Hufflepuff table this year. He was happy to just chalk it up to Veronique's nature, but a small, niggling part (one...

Cameron would be the first to admit that Quidditch didn't interest him, grateful none of his friends had ever gotten it in their heads to go play and force him to attend games. Accio however had no such qualms however, which was why he was now camped out here in the stands getting action shots...

Cameron never liked when the girls asked for prearranged meetups. They always seemed to end up with him getting blind sided by someone or yelled at. Thankfully Margo wasn't usually the yelling type (usually) but that didn't make the alternative any more appealing. His unease grew when instead of...