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This boy had Morrie mad and seemed to know exactly how to keep winding her up. The pie sadly only grazed him, but it left a huge mess. It splattered across the tablecloth and cascaded onto the floor with a crash. Morrie didn't even feel bad as she knew it could be cleaned up by magic in a matter...

And also me please! :wub:

Morrie was getting more wound up as the boy taunted her. "You're a terrible judge of character," She stated, then without hesitation, hurled the pie in his direction, including the dish.

"Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, huh?" Morrie seethed, her frustration evident in her clenched jaw and tense tone. With a sharp exhale, she turned away, pretending the conversation was over, although she was far from finished, she'd already plotted her revenge. Making her way to the snack...

Morrie hit the ground and she was angry. "What the hell?!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with rage and humiliation. Clambering back to her feet, she glared at the person who had caused her fall. "Are you kidding me? You tripped me?!" she shouted, more as a question because she wasn't...

Morrie Ayre Alt Seeker

Morrie Ayre Slytherin

Initially, Morrie had no intention of attending the Yule Ball, but the noted absence of pressure from her roommate to attend after she dramatically announced that she wouldn't be attending made her reconsider, if only to prove a point. She had no outfit prepared, instead opting for a combination...

Morrie paused mid swing, a surge of exhilaration coursing through her veins. It was a rush she hadn't expected, the satisfying impact of the bat against the metal dummy momentarily easing the weight of her anger. She made a mental note to indulge in this form of stress relief more often...

Morrie was already scowling when the boy approached, she furrowed her brow and narrowed eyes when she looked at him, pretending not to recognise him, in truth she was sure she'd seen him around. "No, I don't know you." Her tone sharp and dismissive. She looked briefly at the floating wrapper in...

Baddadan - Chase & Status Love this and it's massively stuck in my head

Open after Clara posts with Noah Morrie was down at the lake. Being around water, trees and nature, was supposed to be peaceful, but with the way Morrie's mind churned. Nature didn't make the slightest bit of difference. She found herself consumed by a whirlwind of hypothetical arguments and...

Morrie still did not catch the snitch.

Morrie arrived on the pitch and despite her seething anger at holding an alternative position behind an incompetent first year, she was quite pleased not to play in the increasingly dire weather conditions. Grinning inwardly, she derived immense satisfaction from witnessing the seeker way out of...

Morrie couldn't find the snitch. At least the pressure was off when it came to the real match.