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He tried to go back to concentrating on what he was doing, adjusting his glasses as he tapped the end of his pen against the paper on the desk. Not only did he have coursework to try and get through, there were some of his research notes for the lab that needed organizing and double-checking for...

He hadn't really been expecting to bump into anyone he knew from Hogwarts. Not all the way out here far away from any signs of magic. And especially not someone who was actually older than him. In fact, Eoin had more or less been making a point of avoiding all his old classmates, not really...

For the first time in his life, Eoin finally felt like he was free. He didn't have to worry about magic or Hogwarts any more. His wand had been abandoned in a drawer back at home, and he'd not even picked it up once since getting home after graduation. And nor did he have any plans to change...

He had finally made it. After seven years of learning nonsense, he didn't care about, Eoin was finally done with Hogwarts and, in turn, with magic as a whole. Frankly, he couldn't wait to get out of the castle and do something worthwhile with his life. As he sat there, he didn't really pay much...

before seventh year tba tba tba seventh year tba tba tba FAVOURITE CLASS(ES) : history of magic LEAST FAVOURITE CLASS(ES) : astronomy EXTRACURRICULAR : none HOUSE POINTS EARNED : 100 NEWTs HISTORY OF MAGIC E ASTRONOMY A

It really was not very surprising that Weston was not much of a reader. If he had shown any inclination towards reading then maybe he wouldn't be sixteen years old and still think that there was some kind of man-eating eel living in the lake. "That really does not surprise me," Eoin simply...

"How do you think?" He snapped back. "Refusing to work properly. Fuddling spells. That sort of thing." How else would a wand get angry? Though he did suppose it was understandable to be asked how he actually knew these kinds of things, he still thought it was pretty obvious if you actually...

"It's more to it than that," he just huffed with a roll of his eyes. He didn't know why he was even bothering to explain this as he doubted Weston actually had the brain capacity to understand any of it. "Yes, you can use other people's wands, but nine times out of ten when you do your spells...

"No, I don't need your help, I can work something out without you having to interfere," and he would much prefer if Weston just kept his nose out of his business. Though he did have to let out a rather frustrated sigh when the boy, once again, just disagreed with something he said. "So what, you...

Eoin would have thought telling the other boy he didn't need help would be enough to make him go away. But, apparently not. Weston persisted to try and offer his help and it was simply making Eoin more and more annoyed. "I don't need, or want your help. For god's sake, get the picture already."...

He continued to reach up, trying to reach as far as he could, fingers wiggling as they only barely brushed against the spine of the book he wanted. It was only when he heard a familiar voice did he stop, huffing as he dropped his arm. He only briefly glanced towards his roommate, refraining from...

A lot of problems could be solved with magic, Eoin was very aware of this fact, but he still refused to use it out of principle. He had survived for eleven years without a wand and magic and he was quite sure he could continue to do just that. Magic was a crutch, and he was refusing to use it...

before sixth year birthday browsing salem lee eoin goes window shopping for his mother's birthday sixth year reach for the shelf weston stirling eoin tries to get a book off a high shelf lazy sunday afternoons valencia addington eoin and val catch up after the break FAVOURITE...

Eoin was once again quite thankful that it was the end of the year. Now he could go home for a couple of months and just forget about magic completely. Maybe he could actually convince his parents that now he had done his OWLs he didn't need to come back to school anymore. That he might actually...

He couldn't help but let out a breath of relief as it seemed as though Lucie at least had a good head on her shoulders and didn't buy into absolutely ridiculous rumors. "Oh, I completely agree," he added quickly with a nod of his head, "There is absolutely no proof that the eel is man-eating. If...

Of course. Just when he thought he would be able to have a purely academic conversation with someone on a subject he was passionate about, Weston just had to arrive and ruin everything. He'd made it quite clear in the past that he thought his roommate was an idiot, and absolutely nothing Weston...

Eoin already felt his shoulders tense the moment Weston opened his mouth just to confirm he was still an idiot. "No, it's a theory. An absolutely moronic theory after hearing a dumb rumor meant to scare first years. Yes, there is an eel living in this lake. But it is not man-eating. It has never...

Eoin still wasn't much of a fan about being back at Hogwarts, not even now he had been named a prefect. If anything, being named a prefect had just made his life harder and he wasn't rushing to go and thank the Professor for the opportunity. If he were being honest, he had considered instead...

Eoin was incredibly aware of the new responsibility sitting on his shoulders thanks to the shiny new badge pinned to his robes. He honestly never expected to be made a prefect, he had always thought it would go to someone like Branson. But, apparently, the Professor was trusting him enough with...

The lake was about the only thing at Hogwarts Eoin actually looked forward to anymore. He was still deep in his research, determined to map out the whole lake and record every single species living in there by the time he graduated. All of his free time away from classes was spent in the lake...