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Ravenclaw,Practice Sawyer was pacing as the rest of the team made it out onto the pitch, willing himself to a stop in front of the ball chest before he telegraphed his unease too obviously. "So," he started, squinting at the team for a moment in the early morning sun before giving in a moving a...

Ravenclaw,Practice Sawyer didn't exactly consider himself the most competitive person; Quidditch had always been more about having fun and something to do than anything else (at least until he'd gotten his captain's badge perhaps), but even he could admit that finishing his final year at school...

Sawyer would be the first to admit Ravenclaw hadn't exactly had the smoothest season last year with every game lost without a single point scored but at least it meant they couldn't exactly get any worse, right? He wasn't expecting any miracles for his last year as captain but the team had been...

Without their OWLs this year, Sawyer was relieved that classes felt at least minutely more mangagble than they had last year. At the very least he was able to leave the room without feeling like he was constantly forgetting something important. The downside of this being he had a lot more...

Sawyer knew there were a lot of rules when it came to dating and he was almost certain he'd somehow managed to screw things up with Estella already even though they weren't technically dating yet. Or at all. She'd said she liked him at Yule and then they'd just sort of... Left things there. He'd...

Sawyer made it as far out of the way of the path from the pitch to the castle where he wouldn't become a tripping hazard before allowing himself to flop defeated to the ground, rolling over with a sigh to stare listlessly at the sky overhead. It was an urge he'd been fending off since they'd...

Ravenclaw,Practice Sawyer could already feel the sweat starting to drip down his back of his robes and he knew he could only partly blame it on the linger Summer sun beating down on their backs. He'd be the first to admit Ravenclaw's quidditch season had gotten off to a rocky start but after a...

Sawyer fixed his collar, wondering not for the first time he should have worn a tie. Estella was a lot better at this fashion stuff than he was and Sawyer had no idea if no tie was cooler or if he just looked like an idiot. He'd probably be having the exactly mental conversation if he had worn a...

Sawyer tucked himself into an alcove as soon as class ended, glad he'd been sitting close enough to the door to slip out before the bulk of his classmates. He needed a moment to recollect himself after spending what had to have been most of the lesson staring hopelessly at Estella to the point...

Ravenclaw,Practice Sawyer wiped his palms on his robes a few more times for good measure as the team gathered properly on the pitch. He was nervous enough about running the team already without having to worry about butter-fingers while he was playing too. He'd managed to arrange try-outs and...

Sawyer's breakfast sat heavy in his stomach as he surveyed the pitch for the nth time, readjusting his new captain's badge again where it'd gone a little lopsided on his Quidditch robes. Sawyer had never been in a real leadership position and the idea of being responsible for how the team did...

Sawyer sighed as he'd stepped out into the courtyard, enjoying the faint breeze and dramatic decrease in volume as he stepped further away from the Great Hall. He was sort of regretting coming down for Valentine's, the dance turning out to be more overwhelming than he'd expecting when all his...

Sawyer wasn't having the greatest Valentine's day by a fair margin. He'd already spotted Delilah and Ivy and now all he needed was to run into to Finn and his night would really be complete. He was lurking by the punch bowl, wondering if he could take a leaf out of his own past playbook and just...

Sawyer was relieved to be back on solid ground, slumped on a bench in the locker room with his shoulders and legs aching after practice. He stretched an arm across his chest before scrubbing a hand through his hair, tangled beyond saving from the wind on the pitch, contemplating if he had the...

Sawyer hated packing. Not just because it tended to herald their imminent departure from home, but the physicality of it exhausted him. At least when he was packing up at Hogwarts he had Dad and Thistle to look forward to. His stuff also seemed to scatter far more around the house than it did at...

Sawyer wouldn't say he'd been hiding from Ivy per se, he officially had no reason to. For all he knew she wasn't even mad at him. But now that classes had started again, it was decidedly more difficult to even think about avoiding her. Or Brooke. Or Flynn. Or Delilah. Sawyer sighed, digging in...

Sawyer trudged upstairs, moving about as unenthusiastically as he felt right now. He'd taken a quaffle to the head during practice and had been sent up to the hospital wing just in case. He just wasn't sure he could bring himself to actually go in there and face the nursing staff, all of whom...

Sawyer wasn't sure he regretted anything more than he did running away from Ivy at the Valentine's dance. He'd since spent the last several months trying to dig up the courage to talk to Ivy again about it, going so far as to even write her note he'd been too chicken to give her in class too...

Sawyer had been feeling antsy all day. He wasn't even sure why he was at the dance when he would probably be far better off hiding up in his dorm. But despite his lingering paranoia, or possible because of it, that Ivy had somehow figured out he'd sent her a pink rose, he'd found himself at the...

Open after Kadi posts with Felix Sawyer sometimes wondered if he was one of the few kids who actually didn't mind watching his younger siblings that much. Not that he thought Felix needed that much supervision while Dad took Theia and Thistle to run some other errands, but lately he'd been a...