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Morrie was so over roses and as soon as she heard someone call her name, she knew it was because they had a rose. She groaned and turned around. "Fine, get it over with." She replied impatiently.

Morrie flexed her arms, the muscles weren’t much but she acted like they were in the same league as Professor Borisyuk. “Thats right, the whole year group is too scared to duel me,” she boasted as she tucked her wand away then left the platform as champion for effectively doing nothing other...

Morrie’s head snapped around with a look of irritation the second she saw Mikael standing there. It was an easy look to pull off as Morrie wore a scale of irritated expressions most of the time. Behind the mask there was a sense of unease growing in her chest too, one that wasn't helped by them...

Morrie pretended not to hear the girl asking where she might find Morrie Ayre.

Current Points: 150Morrie had herself a reputation for always getting disqualify from the dueling tournament because well, she gets disqualified every single year. This year though, she wanted to win. She stomped up to the platform, frowned at Aroha and reluctantly nodded her head in something...

Morrie did not care about roses or making the delivery process graceful or enjoyable for herself or the recipient since she hadn’t volunteered for this. As far as she was concerned, they were lucky to get anything from her at all. She spotted Lucy on her way out of the hall and went over to her...

Morrie was furious she’d been roped into delivering roses. She hadn’t even signed up and someone was clearly having a laugh. I mean she’d do it. But only on her terms. She grabbed the basket and read over the list of names with a frown. “Well, this one’s for you anyway,” she said, shoving a rose...

Declan and his spider

They were into semester two now and weirdly, Morrie hadn’t seen much drama this year yet, at least not compared to previous years. Oh, of course there was still that weirdo Mikael, but she stayed well away from him. She hadn't seen him this morning at breakfast and was fairly certain she’d...

Morrie looked at Hugo with general disinterest as he defended the author. She huffed when he asked if she wrote down anything when she was stressed. She did, but not for anyone else to read, and it was also none of his business either way. "I prefer to hex people when I'm stressed," she replied...

Morrie gave a firm nod in response when Hugo said he’d let her know next time. Good. At least he wasn’t arguing about it, which obviously meant he agreed with her that she should have been involved. Other people often disagreed with Morrie's opinion that it was refreshing to meet someone who...

Morrie was surprised with how much she had enjoyed vanishing things in Transfiguration this year. She still didn't bother reviewing yet though, since exams were still months away and there was no point wasting her time now. She left the classroom as soon as she was allowed to do so, and went off...

Morrie was so excited to be practicing a vanishing spell on an actual living creature that she didn't even roll her eyes when Kyousuke answered the question like he always did. She got to work, took the snail and pointed her wand at it, "Evanesco" This time went better than last week, and she...

Morrie had been looking forward to this all week, she took out her wand and pointed it at the eraser, "Evanesco" she said. Morrie frowned when the eraser did not disappear first time, even though it had for Aroha and Kyousuke. That was like, totally unfair! She tried again and again, until...

Morrie was quite excited to learn about vanishing spells this semester because of all the problems she could solve by disappearing people, or um, items. She sat up a little straighter to listen to the professor explain how they worked. She took notes and noted the incantation. She was looking...

Morrie nodded along with her arms folded and her jaw tight with annoyance. She was annoyed that a submission had been redacted without anyone asking her first. Maybe she would have preferred to keep it in, it was her article after all. "I mean, someone could have asked me," she muttered, “But...

Morrie took the acceptance as an invitation and plonked herself down near the head boy. She hadn't originally planned to bring it up so quickly, but she might as well now since she'd opened with it. "Well," Morrie started, glancing at the book Hugo was reading and thinking vaguely that it looked...

Slug vomiting curse Morrie felt sick, each slug that emerged was disgusting. She looked up at Mikael, though she didn't look her best as another slug landed in the bucket put in front of her. “Still... still hung up on Eur-Eurydice?” she managed, her voice rough and uneven but a sense of...