Recent content by Morrie Ayre

It was no surprise to anyone that Morrie frowned even in her sleep, unmoving until out of nowhere her features twitched as if she was dreaming of an argument ramping up a gear in her mind. And then back in the room, her body let out an unexpected noise like a balloon loudly deflating beneath her...

It caught her interest so Morrie slowed by the stand just outside the Great Hall. She had an apple in one hand, her other tucked away to hide her injury, something she did want fixing but what the hell was Felix bloody Layton going to do about it? Her eyes narrowed as she read the sign, taking a...

Morrie was able to answer the questions set by Professor Haden that she thought OWLs were going to be not that bad. Then she focused on the lesson. This spell might have been useful against Mikael, but it was a bit late for that. She gave the professor an annoyed glance at the mention of...

Morrie watched the professor harvest puffapods which seemed easy enough, she could easily do that. She gave the professor a funny look when she asked Morrie to throw some seeds down, wondering if it was a trick or something. She took a few and threw them down, expecting an explosion, which there...

Morrie stood at the dance with her arms folded and a scowl on her face. She didn't know why she had bothered to come to such an awful dance. She noticed Elise with a camera and scowled harder.

It was early and Morrie had forgotten it was rose giving day. She looked round when she heard her name and snapped, "What?" As if this person had come to annoy her or deliver bad news.

One second she was running, and the next a sharp burning pain stopped her in her tracks. Fangs buried deep in her left forearm with venom that felt like fire flooding her veins spreading to her whole left side and further. Morrie's knees buckled and she fell painfully onto the stone floor, she...

There was no question about taking Charms as an OWL since spells were kind of the whole point to being a witch. Morrie took her seat and listened to Professor Haden introduce himself and all the spells they would learn, most of which did excite Morrie. She took the study guide then when they...

Morrie heard the spell, but hearing it didn’t prepare her for the monster that hit the floor in front of her. She’d lived her whole life in New Zealand and just didn’t know snakes. Not real ones, especially not angry ones or how to handle them. The little milk snake she’d summoned before looked...

Morrie had been thinking about her next History of magic lesson with Killian ever since the last one. She sat straight ahead of him, with the best view, and giggled at his comment about making notes. She admired him folding his big arms and watched him talk about something, she wasn't really...

Morrie slouched into the HOM classroom fully prepared to hate it because Professor Moncrieffe wasn't teaching them anymore, and she had liked her. Morrie was aware of Professor Borisyuk from dueling and what not, but she'd never been in his classroom before, and not really looked at his face...

Morrie groaned a little louder than she intended but she would never willingly call Professor Leda Layton 'Leeds'. Wtf kind of nickname was that to tell a room full of students? This woman practically dripped in substitute teacher vibes. And former head girl, yeahhhh, no need to announce that...

"Sh!t. You?" Morrie replied to the question on how deliveries were going, taking the rose and reading it. Her mood brightened a minsuclue amount at the note, seeing it was from Vanity and not some loser like it normally was, at least she assumed the V was for Vanity. "Er, thanks. I guess."