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The library was quiet today. Freddie stood in the fiction section, trying to find something good to read. The problem wasn't that he couldn't. The problem was there were way too many books to choose from. Did he want to read about a boy who rode dragons, or a teenage astronomer who found a...

“Did you know dragons can explode?” asked Freddie. He and Chase both had a bit of time to kill between classes, and for some reason, they’d wound up killing time together. Freddie leaned against the wall, trying his best to keep a straight face. His favourite thing to do whenever people started...

Freddie packed his pens away extra slowly, waiting for the classroom to clear. He was an expert at taking a long time to do an easy thing. In this case: dropping a pen lid, putting it back on the wrong way, realising he'd lost something, searching for it, discovering it was in his bag all along...

Freddie strolled along the path toward Brightstone, hands in pockets, eyes on the ground. There was nothing he wanted to buy, and butterbeer tasted like pure syrup to him, so he was only really going not to feel left out. It beat sitting around in the castle, anyway. Maybe he'd go in Gambol and...

Open after Freddie and Declan post a few times/set up the scene!! Freddie stood near the apple-bobbing barrel, doing his best to look menacing. He was menacing. The student who'd helped him with his face-paint had done such a good job that when Freddie caught sight of his reflection in the...

Hii!! I have a bit of schoolwork to catch up on, so I’m gonna be slower than usual this week, and possibly next week as well - if we have any time sensitive threads please let me know and I’ll prioritise them ^_^ Knowing me I’ll still be rping plenty, I’m mostly just posting this to motivate...

Freddie could entertain himself for a long time with nothing but a big stick. First it was a sword, then a cane, and now he swung it at the rosebush like a scythe, knocking several blossoms off at once. Oops. Oh well - magic could probably grow them back again. Weird place to put a rosebush, he...

Godmods of Ares approved Freddie sat in the wide corridor window, chewing the cuff of his sleeve. It wasn't in his head; Ares was messing with him. He was. He was trying to make him mad. He'd never done anything that bad - nothing that would sound bad on paper - but Freddie felt like he was...

Dear Uncle Monty, I hope your well. Susie said I should write to you because I joined Ten's potions club and you used to teach potions. It's not really that exiting but yeah. If you have any potions tips you can give me that would be good. By the way, I know your not really my uncle but are we...

It was just a forest. From the outside, it looked pretty ordinary. All right, it kind of made your skin crawl - but Freddie was sure it only looked spooky because everybody said it was. There was nothing obviously unnatural about it. Nothing you could put your finger on. If someone had told him...

Open after Dan. Set as the Ravenclaws and Slytherins are coming out of their first Astronomy lesson Stairs. Freddie hated stairs. There were a lot of them at Hogwarts. He considered staying behind to see if Professor Zumwalt needed any help tidying, just to let the crowd clear, but before he...

Freddie strolled across the sunny lawn, hands loose in his pockets. His first flying lesson had gone all right, he thought. All his worrying had, as usual, been for nothing. There was still the issue of what he was going to do next week, when Professor Alcott inevitably wanted the whole class in...

Nobody had warned Freddie that big school would be so exhausting. Forget classes - even getting around the place required all his concentration, lest he take a wrong turn and find himself hopelessly lost in a maze of near-identical corridors. More than once he’d been looking for the Hufflepuff...

Freddie Lagowski · Character Development Compiled using questions from here, here, and here. Please feel free to ask more! Thank you!! Freddie's age at the time of writing: 11 Last updated: 22/04/25 PERSONAL QUESTIONS What is his real, birth name? What name does he use? Wilfred Kenneth...

Hiding was a strong word to describe what Freddie was doing in the empty classroom. No, no, he wasn't hiding. Recuperating - yes, that was more like it. He’d managed to get himself into a mostly comfortable position at a desk in the corner, a good book in hand, legs stretched out under the...

Freddie didn't miss much about home, but he did miss his guitars. He owned several: a run-of-the-mill acoustic, a vintage yellow electric that had cost hundreds of dollars, and a cheaper electric that he didn't feel so guilty about shredding. Susie had assured him there were loads of guitars in...

There was a time, believe it or not, when Freddie hadn't been cool. It was but a brief period in his life, an inexplicable lapse in his character, if you will, no more than three months from beginning to end, probably preceded by a fever that hadn't fully come down. Nobody talked about it. They...

Freddie was… asleep. He hadn’t intended to fall asleep. An open charms textbook lying face-down on the floor beside him suggested he had come here to get a head-start on his reading. Alas, the warm, crackling fire beside him had suggested, more strongly, sleep. He looked very peaceful, sprawled...

(Set immediately after Freddie was sorted) Ravenclaw? Ravenclaw? There had to have been some kind of mix-up. It was that kid, Ares’ fault - he’d gone up there before he was called, and now everybody was being sorted out of order. Ravenclaw?? It was a dream. Yeah, it was a really bad dream...

Hii!! It's that time and BOY I'm excited this year :party: Speaking of boys, I'm sorting a couple and I really want to plot with y'all, so without further adoooo.... THE CHARACTERS Freddie Lagowski (11 years old) Freddie here is Susie's younger brother. Like Susie, he can nap pretty...