Recent content by Freddie Lagowski

Freddie was late. He leaned on the bathroom sink, looking at his reflection. What was worse? Being ten minutes late and limping, or being half an hour late and maybe-not-limping? If he knew his leg would definitely stop freaking out soon, he'd pick option B, but sometimes it went on for hours...

Happy birthday Jess!!!! :party: :party:

Freddie wondered why the lights had turned on. Then he heard his name. Ooooh. Oh. Oh. Yeah, that was kinda stupid - he didn't think about that. He wiped his wand on his robes, feeling like all the lights in the room were suddenly shining directly on him. But... okay, so, it wasn't smart, but it...

Freddie sat down, laying his wand horizontally on his desk. Fairy wing. It was a stupid-sounding core, but it was supposed to be really good at charms. Why couldn't they just give everyone a core that was good at everything? He wanted to be good at transfiguration spells, too, but he only got a...

Freddie sat down and took out his pens as usual. Today was probably going to be a lecture day. He was expecting that - but he wasn't expecting the scary picture that suddenly popped up on the board. Whoa. Why did Lord Voldemort look like that? Why didn't he like muggle-born people? Freddie was...

Omg yay, Ghosts is amazing and I wish I could enjoy watching it for the first time again :') Think I'm about to start, like, my fourth rewatch of Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

Freddie jumped. Oh! How long had Ruby been behind him? Did she see him itching inside his ear just now? It was just an itch - he didn't have waxy ears, or anything. He realised she'd said something funny and laughed, though it took him a couple more seconds to put it all together. "Well, my legs...

Every time Freddie gave a rose away, he got given two more. There were nearly twice as many his basket now than there had been when he'd started. "Yeah," he said. He brushed the hair out of his eyes, though it hadn't really been in his eyes at all. He'd just suddenly felt like it must've looked...

Freddie peered into the courtyard fountain. There were usually a few knuts at the bottom, but today he counted twenty-two, and three sickles. Well, it was Valentine's Day. People were making Valentine's Day wishes. He stuck a finger in the water, making ripples. It wasn't very deep. If he rolled...

Freddie wished he knew what all these spells did. Rictusempra? Locomotor Mortis? Those sounded cool. It was probably mean to hope one of the boys got hit soon, but like, it was gonna be educational.

Freddie couldn't tell who was winning. They were both really good at this. If he were up there, he would've probably accidentally hit someone in the audience already. Actually... maybe he shouldn't've been standing so near the front.

Freddie dropped his hand. Did he hurt him? He didn't poke him that hard, he thought, but now Teddy was rubbing his elbow like it was sore. Maybe he'd scratched him with his nail, or something. Suddenly feeling hot all over his face, Freddie held out the yellow rose.