Recent content by Zerrin Fergusson

Zerrin blinked. "I, ah... I mean, if you like that sort of thing," He offered slowly, rubbing the back of his neck. Honestly it sounded a little like she was using him, but... he shook his head. "Anyway!" He countered, deciding to change the subject. "Hows your photographer thing going?" He...

Zerrin looked at Fraser with surprise. "Wait, June? Like... June Davenport?" He asked, surprised. "She's... nice?" He offered. He'd heard rumors that she wasn't as nice as she tried to present herself as, especially around the Hufflepuff common room, and it made him a little nervous.

Zerrin chuckled lightly and shook his head. "Not unless my plan to perpetually bother you counts as having a date," He teased, looking around. "Maybe we should ask someone to the next dance," He mused. He looked to Fraser. "Though no idea who I'd even ask. What about you, who would you ask?"

Zerrin saw his brother fumble his camera and his own hands shot out, a backup in case it really fell. He laughed and bounced back a bit. "Sorry, am I interrupting your hot date?" He teased lightly, keeping in close to his brother so Fraser could hear him over the commotion. "Didn't mean to be a...

Zerrin moved over to the room with the other two. He reached over to Fraser, meaning to rub his back. "Nice to meet you Rosie!" He countered with an easy smile. He thought it was cool that she knew his name. "Have you been working for Accio long?" He asked, leaning back against the wall and...

Zerrin was once again without a date, but that was alright with him- it gave him time to check in on his little brother. He went down to the dance after a little bit, having given Fraser time to work, dressed up in his family kilt. He hummed as he looked around, lighting up as he spotted who he...

Zerrin smiled and shifted to knock his arm against Frasers. "See? What did I tell you? Killing it," He gave his brother a bright grin. "You've so totally got this in the bag," He hooked his hands behind his head before turning to the girl. "So what was your name again?" He asked, having...

Zerrin blinked. "Oh, I'm in pictures? Cool!" He walked over to where he'd been told to, giving them his biggest smile. He struck a few poses before moving back over, leaning in to try and see if it was something he could sneak a peek of. "How're we doing?" He asked.

Zerrin was about to reassure his brother when the door opened. He smiled at the girl. "Why not both?" He offered with an easy grin, following them into the room and sticking close to his brother. He stuck close, ready to offer his full support to Fraser if he needed it.

Zerrin was running a few minutes behind but he wasn't completely late. He hurried down to the feast and spotted Fraser quickly, popping in after Frasers question. "Hey, bro," He greeted with an easy smile. "How are the pictures going?" He asked, before noticing the girl. "Oh, hi," He gave her an...

Zerrin Fergusson as a zombie

Zerrin was running a little late, but he'd rushed down when Fraser had asked him to come down and help him with something. He was jogging, trying to make up for a little lost time, and smiled brightly when he caught sight of his brother. Zerrin hurried up beside him, automatically reaching out...

Zerrin smiled, and started to fly along with the boys, ready to play and hopefully get Frasers mind off of things. "Zerrin," He called back to the new kid, keeping open for when the boys passed the ball to him. "He's my brother Fraser," He introduced them, though he was keeping an eye on his...

Zerrin had been keeping an eye out for the Quidditch postings, cursing to himself when he saw that Fraser hadn't made the team- again. He groaned, and hurried out to the pitch, grabbing his own broom and rushing down to the pitch. He knew where his brother would be. He spotted Fraser in the air...

Zerrin Fergusson Date of Birth: February 24, 2046 Astrological Sign: Pisces House Astrology Hair Color/Length: Jaw length, Jet black hair Eyes: Grey Face: Strong oval Height: Five foot (1.524 meters) Clothing Style: Zerrin likes to wear comfortable clothes, usually jeans and a t-shirt...