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continued from this As Tristan woke slowly from his sleep, his first thought was that he hadn't felt this comfortable in his bed in a long time. There was something he couldn't quite place, something familiar, something comforting. Some part of Tristan's brain was aware that he didn't want to...

Tristan had been completely throwing himself into his schoolwork to distract himself from everything else in his life. This wasn't hard, his social life had completely exploded after Vivian had dropped a bomb on it. But even for him, there was a limit to how much studying he could do before it...

Tristan wasn't thrilled to be back at Hogwarts. It was his final semester ever at the school, and the first time he'd ever not looked forward to returning. Vivian had utterly crushed his reputation, and his heart. And while Tristan couldn't say he hadn't deserved it, he was still upset about it...

Set after this topic Tristan's heart was pounding wildly in his chest as he made his way into the nearest abandoned classroom, only vaguely aware enough to check if nobody was there before he collapsed into the nearest chair. The sound of people whispering and laughing at him was still playing...

Tristan hadn't admitted defeat until the moment he stepped onto the train. Until the last moment of his break, he had half expected the badge to arrive. But it hadn't. He finally had to admit to himself that he hadn't been chosen for head boy, and a bitterness had taken hold of him. While...

Hey! So for an event for the Brotherhood, Tristan wants to get in touch with former Brotherhood members who have graduated and started working to ask for career advice. This would be in the form of a single letter with some advice he can pin up on a board so the members of the Brotherhood can...

Tristan hadn't attended a ball without a partner in years, so he was glad he had managed to convince Nixon to go with him. It was only for a short while, as the other boy had duties for the yearbook he had to fulfill at the dance, but at least Tristan wasn't entering the great hall alone. He...

((Set after this thread)) As October led him away from Dominique and Arvel, Tristan's mind was spinning and trying to come up with a way out of this. But as he dared a glance at his girlfriend, he could tell he was in a lot of trouble. She hadn't believed his lie for even a second, and Tristan...

Tristan could still remember the pride he had felt last year as he had stepped into the school as a prefect, but this time he felt very different. He had expected to go one step up, as he expected to be the President of the Brotherhood now. He had been Vice-President after all! But for some...

At the start of Tristan's fifth year, he had been extremely confident about the OWLs at the end of the year. It had seemed very far away, and so far he had always done well on his exams. Hard work was required, of course, but he was also smart and good at magic so he knew he shouldn't struggle...

Tristan Collins disliked many things. But as he sat at a library table with his Arithmancy book in front of him, open on a page that made no sense, he started to think he might actually hate this subject. He could still remember himself at the electives fair in his second year, smugly arguing...

Tristan had really enjoyed the previous dance, and now hoped that this one would be even better. He would once again be going with October Alcott, one of the prettiest girls in their year. The boy had a plan for tonight. He didn't just want to be her date for the night, he wanted them to be...

Tristan was thrilled about tonight. He had October Alcott as his date. After what seemed like ages, he had managed to make his romantic interest in her clear without repulsing her. As she had never openly dated anyone, he felt like that was sort of an accomplishment. To him, she seemed like the...

The end of the first semester of his fifth year was nearly here, and Tristan felt confident. There were no exams in his near future, but the boy had been studying as if they were next week. He knew he had to get this information ingrained into his brain so he could remember it at the end of the...

The yule ball was coming up, which meant Tristan had to get himself a date. He hadn't gone on his own since his third year, and wasn't about to start now. For a while now, he had set his sights on one person. October Alcott. The girl was beautiful, smart, on the Quidditch team and now a prefect...

The Ministry of Magic had been a fascination for Tristan since the moment he had heard of its existence. The older he got, the more politics interested him, which was why he was following the election closely. It was a shame he would just be a few months too young to vote, but he still thought...

Tristan Collins had achieved something this year, something he had been hoping for. The prefect's badge on his chest was the proof. He had known he was the best choice of course, but he hadn't been confident Professor Pratt agreed. He'd gotten into a few arguments over the years, but nothing...

The elections for Minister of Magic greatly interested Tristan, and he had finally gotten himself a subscription to the Daily Prophet, something he had wanted for a while but also couldn't help feel was a bit of a waste of money. He really wasn't sure which candidate he would support yet, though...

The chapter of dating Kauri was over, though it definitely hadn't had the neat ending Tristan had been hoping for. He wasn't heartless, he did feel somewhat bad for hurting the boy so much, but he was also irritated with himself for even dating someone so... soft. In the last weeks he had...

Even though the Minister of Magic had announced he wouldn't run for re-election during the next campagin, Tristan still felt like Jacob Kingsley was a good connection to make and keep. So when the boy asked him to tutor him in potions, he only hesitated for a moment before agreeing. Sure, he had...