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It felt weird to be back at school for a graduation for the third time now, weirder still to see Felix up on stage as Head Boy. It'd been one thing to see him get the badge in the mail, comical in a sort of a distant way when Sawyer tried to imagine it in action, but seeing his brother actually...

Sawyer raised a sympathetic eyebrow at Niklaus' response, nodding and smiling vaguely out at the lake as his roommate tossed a stone in. He would have been content to ruminate in silence, it seemed to be a thing with him and Nik considering how little they'd really talked properly since becoming...

It was weird to think this would be the last time Sawyer ever sat in this hall. Ever sat at the Ravenclaw table. He liked to think he wasn’t prone to being overly sentimental but he had to admit as he shuffled a little closer to Thistle, nudging her and wiggling his eyebrows, that he wasn’t...

Sawyer wiped his hands on his robes, glancing up at the stage as Professor Alcott-Ward and the head people began the ceremony, fervently glad he'd had no chance of being one of the people up there. In fact, even despite manage to snag his captain's badge (something he was fairly certain had...

Sawyer felt like he’d spent the past few months with his head stuffed full of cottonwool. The realization of everything stretching out before him as an empty nothing after graduating, things with Estella, their failure of a final Quidditch match, it all felt like it was circling the drain inside...

"In fact I'd say you guys lost pretty spectacularly. This coming from a pro-loser such as myself," Sawyer said magnanimously, patting Felix vaguely on the head before using the hand to tilt Felix's face a little. "You still in one piece, bludger didn't knock anything lose? Theia'll kill me if...

Starting to think the green hair when playing Slytherin is bad luck or something

She is really dolling out the murder. Also can't help but laugh at how many Gryffindors are in the stands and as of yet zero Ravenclaws.

Sawyer ducked his head at Juniper's enthusiastic greeting, glad things still felt casual between the two of them even if he still couldn't shake the feeling she was way too cool for him, especially after graduation. "They're good, they're good. We're uh, playing for the cup against Slytherin...

Sawyer shifted on his broom, checking his watch quickly. They were running out of practice time but he was more than pleased with how the team had played so far today.

Sawyer watched with vague amusement as Rory once again took a shot at the unguarded hoops. He was young enough that maybe he just needed to work on his shots without a keeper in the way, which he couldn't fault him for.

Sawyer figured he should know better to take his eyes off Branson for a second when he had the quaffle, shaking his head fondly as he scored yet again and Sawyer had to go grab the quaffle to throw it back into play. It felt like practice was going well and he tried not to get his hopes up too...

Sawyer ducked down to grab the quaffle as Xiuying missed her shot, throwing it back out to the chasers. The rest of the team was still working hard and Sawyer was quietly pleased if surprised that he might need to call a time out for everyone to catch their breath sooner rather than later.

Sawyer grimaced as he noticed the hits were starting to add up, though at least it meant they were hopefully bringing a solid offense to the upcoming game. He squared up on the hoops though, not wanting to get too distracted tracking the team when Xiuying had the quaffle.

Sawyer let out a sympathetic whistle when Michael managed another hit, taking a moment to check over the rest of the team and make sure no one was injured yet.

Sawyer shifted himself closer towards the center hoop, trying to focus on actually blocking a few goals with the quaffle back in play.

Now the chasers were getting on a roll too, which was great to see, though Sawyer might have been a bit more impressed if Rory had scored on hoops that were actually being guarded by a keeper.

The beaters were having a great practice so far and Sawyer wondered if maybe they could stand a chance of fending off Slytherin at this rate.

[not me forgetting the holidays are almost over and that Sawyer's invited to this oops] Sawyer had spent more time that he wanted to admit lurking near the front door, repeatedly checking and rechecking the address for the party. It was pretty obvious this was were the party was, by the people...