Recent content by Christopher Firn

Yes! Score. The wizard was getting better at putting some names to faces. "Sweet. I actually have a rose to give to you." Christopher responded, digging in his basket of flowers to find the one that had her name attached. The note that accompanied it was disappointingly plain, but perhaps she'd...

"You're welcome. But there is one, small problem." Christopher responded with a small frown, picking the last three roses, red, pink and yellow, from his now empty basket. He handed the three over, though unlike his other deliveries, no slip of parchment was attached to any of these. "I have no...

There was only one delivery left on his schedule, but three roses remained in the Gryffindor's basket. He'd lost a few feathers from his strap-on wings along the way, but for the most part, they remained intact, which is what he needed until his role as a cupid was over. Thankfully, this name of...

With a few roses down, Christopher moved on in his mission as a delivery cupid, hoping to track down the other Gryffindors before they separated throughout the castle. Exiting the common room in the morning rush, the wizard circled around the groups of people on their way to the Great Hall...

Haven't forgotten about this. I'll post the topic once sorting has ended. ^_^ If anyone else is interested now is the time to voice that :lol:

[size=50]The prospect of a party was always exciting, and allowed Christopher to showcase his talent with a guitar, so when the Gryffindor heard about the one James was organising, he was excited to join in on the event. With the strap of his instrument across his chest, the guitar settled...

[color=black]For sure, Chris liked girls. It was a fact he was a hundred percent definite about, he couldn't picture himself and another dude interacting that way - and he didn't want to. Even so, the Pride event had great atmosphere and it was something to do instead of study, which the...

Christopher Firn had spent his first semester at Hogwarts staying to himself, and getting to know the school. His mother had written to him a few times, and besides one letter to let her know he was alive, he ignored them. He was sure that his older brother was getting hell for that, but that...