Recent content by Jett Winters

Jett took a drink of his butterbeer as she accepted his offer. She seemed like she was off to herself, so his company might be welcome. He chuckled when she commented that he was not the type to be here. "Well, Kalif is studying, and my little sister," Jett pointed to Slytherin first year girl...

Jett Winters debated on going to the Yule Ball, but he also thought it would be a major bore. In the end, he convinced himself to go. He did want to try to steal a dance with someone tonight. Jett walked into the Great Hall, and noticed how the atmosphere looked more like winter, and it was more...

Jett opened the note from the rose, and smiled. That was sure thoughtful. He looked up and said, "Thank you, though I should be thanking the sender." Jett chuckled, as he set the rose to the side and pocketed the note.

Jett was busy eating when he heard his name. He looked over his shoulder to see there was a rose delivery person, looking for him. What for? He sighed and waved her over.

This is...absolutely gorgeous, and sooo fitting! I love it! :D

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The boy asked Jett was he was doing, which Jett thought it was obvious. He was just looking out the window. He rolled his red eyes and sighed, "Do you stutter all the time or something?" Jett dodged the question, with a raised eyebrow. Jett folded his arms across his chest and continued to be...

Jett turned around when he heard someone stutter a weak greeting. He turned around to see a first year. Ravenclaw robes. Right, Ravenclaws would be up here. Jett blinked a couple of times before he said, “Hey.” Jett spoke in his normal tone, which was bored. He shoved his hands into his pockets...

@Samantha Jacobs For Alex! https://hogwarts.nz/threads/so-bored.94758/

Jett Winters wondered the school corridors, not really finding anything he could relate to. His mom was among the first few sorted here, a couple of years after the school was built, but she didn’t play Quidditch or anything. Jett shook his head, freeing himself of his thoughts of his dead...

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