Search results for query: *

Hamish chuckled as he got moving in the kitchen- he always enjoyed this, having Seamus lurking while he got lost in the food prep. "Your latest favorite," He replied with a wink. "You could say I'm still celebrating a bit, still just thrilled that you made it onto a Professional team." He...

Hamish considered, rearranging his schedule in his mind. "Okay, sure, tomorrow morning then." He agreed. He stood, running a hand through his hair. "Now come on, sit with me while I make dinner,"

Hamish laughed. "Well, it's not like we've been by to let him know what we do like," He countered, gingerly putting the bottle back in the box. "When do you want to head over?" He asked. "We can take off just as easily this time if he's useless."

Hamish nodded and summoned over a knife, sitting on the couch and setting the box on the coffee table before cutting it open. He pulled out the multi-colored wrapping tissues, until finally he revealed a gorgeous cystalline bottle. His jaw dropped. "Holy hell," He breathed, carefully picking it...

Hamish chuckled. "Well... maybe it could be a stayover job while I look around," He agreed after a moment of thought. He shrugged at Seamus' words. "Yeah, I guess that's true..." He picked up the package. "Should we open it?" He looked up at his twin. "If it's a crappy present, we won't have to...

Hamish scrunched his nose. "If he's rubbish, I don't think I'd want to be stuck there." He ran his hands through his hair, pulling it up between his fingers. "I don't know... maybe I'm overreacting, but-" He let his hair all fall back in a mess around his face. "How did he even find out where we...

Hamish's brow furrowed and he moved over, reaching out his hand in silent request for whatever their uncle had sent. "Well, he does own that place in Brightstone, he's probably familiar with the school schedule." He tried to reason. His mind was racing, and after a moment he offered out a...

Graduating had felt... absolutely surreal, honestly. Hamish had missed the peace and quiet so often, yet now that he had it on a more regular basis he felt a touch out of place. There weren't a million other kids bustling around. It was almost too quiet... so, he'd gone to the store and bought a...

Graduation seemed to have come faster than Hamish had expected. Especially considering how he'd felt coming into this school. He couldn't say he had loved it here, or that it had dramatically changed his life. But he could see how it had changed him. He and Seamus had been forced to find more...

Hamish smiled at Lucy. "I do, I want to be a chef after graduation," He told her, before noticing the boy lingering in the door. He waved for him to join. "Hey, come on in," He greeted, before his attention was caught by Audrey. He gave her an easy smile, not minding her words. "Perhaps, but...

Hamish continued his search.

Hamish continued his search

Hamish looked over and smiled as Lucy appeared. "Hey Lucy," He greeted, giving her an easy smile. "Thanks! Sorry you didn't get a chance to score though, but I know you had it," He shifted so that she could sit on the couch with him. "How are you liking the snacks?" He asked, more concerned with...

Hamish continued his search.

Hamish kept searching, keeping an eye on the teams performance as well.

All houses are welcome to join the Ravenclaw team in the student lounge to celebrate their victory! Snacks handmade by captain and seeker Hamish Reid.

Hamish had been surprised with how well the game had gone, and so quickly. Wanting the team to celebrate their win with more than just their house, he went down to the student lounge and set up for a party- a table full of snacks, blue and silver streamers, balloons. Once the party was set up...

Hamish kept searching, hoping the game went better than this practice was.

Hamish blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Come on, you know... the guy," He shuffled, putting his hands in his pockets and blushing. He chuckled and shook his head. "Well, good on you. You're way better at moving past these summer romances than I am," He countered, before sighing. "Has...

Hamish shook his head. "Nah, it wouldn't be fair of me to ask anyone to the dance when my heart is elsewhere," He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. He looked around the dance. "Shay, do you ever miss Celia?" He asked, looking back to his brother curiously. "Weren't you two a thing for a...