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Hamish had been surprised with how well the game had gone, and so quickly. Wanting the team to celebrate their win with more than just their house, he went down to the student lounge and set up for a party- a table full of snacks, blue and silver streamers, balloons. Once the party was set up...

Hamish was really hoping to bounce back in the next game and at least secure one victory. It was hard not to feel like it was all riding on him, and he waited anxiously for the team to arrive, focusing on his breathing excercises. His mind drifted to Saturnino, and he couldn't help but with the...

Ravenclaw,Practice Hamish stood at the pitch, looking at his new team. "Alright, everyone!" He called for their attention. "Rory, Zach, Lucy M, I want to see you guys working as a team. I want passing, stealing. Work together! Monday, Audrey, I want more aim than force today, okay? I want you...

Hamish hadn't been expecting this at all- to be made the new captain. He felt nervous, and spent more time than usual cleaning his glasses and making sure he had his quidditch gear on straight. He paced a little bit, making sure he had a nice speech going in his mind. Once everyone had gathered...

Hamish had been preoccupied since the valentines dance. He had dark eyes and a mischevious smile stuck dancing through his mind... well, if he was being honest, since they'd first met. He sighed, and walked down to the kitchens. He wasn't sure what it was he was even making yet, and just started...

Hamish wasn't sure what he was doing. It wasn't like he had a date. But he didn't want to just hide away up in the towers again, avoid the events. So, he'd thrown something together, put in his contacts and walked down to the dance. He'd wondered for a bit, before eventually just leaning against...

Hamish was sitting on the steps to the courtyard, a box of freshly made jalapeno poppers in his hands. He was letting them cool a bit, wanting to eat them fresh but not burn himself. He had his chin propped in his hands, just watching the clouds as they rolled by. Despite whatever else was going...

Hamish had forgotten to check if Seamus was even planning to be at this party, but he'd shown up anyway, throwing on a probably silly costume he'd found over break. Trying to act the part, he walked through the room trying to look haughty. When someone bumped into them, he helped them up, but...

Hamish was home again, working on cleaning up the place- he didn't understand how two people that were never there could trash it. The first few days back were always hectic- deep cleaning, restocking the fridge, just getting everything in order. It was chaos, but it was his chaos, and now he...

Hamish wasn't sure what he was doing. But he'd heard of other kids doing this, and it seemed like a good idea. After several scrapped attempts, he finally got something resembling a decent letter. He was still tempted to shred it, but he decided against it, wanting to try and branch out just a...

Hamish knew his grades weren't the best. He also knew he technically didn't need them, since he was going to be a chef anyway. But he wanted to prove to his brother he was at least trying to make this whole thing work. It was hard, his focus kept slipping. After a few hours of... somewhat...

Hamish had been thinking a lot about what his brother had said after the last Quidditch game. He wasn't sure what he could do, his love was in the kitchens. He loved to cook. He had though of expanding though, and decided to try his hand at baking. He'd gone down to the kitchens after breakfast...

Hamish had taken to walking around the grounds on days when he didn't have classes, liking going outside to stretch his legs and catch a breath of fresh air. Today he'd been enthralled in a book, and had spent the last hour or so just slowly wandering while he read. He was headed back into the...

After the tryouts, Hamish wandered out towards the lake. He just wanted a bit of time to catch his breath, looking to destress after the work out. He ended up seated by the water, just watching the sunlight play on the surface. He had to admit, things were very beautiful here. Deadly too, if the...

Hamish had just sat down for breakfast. He was running a bit late. It was always a bit harder getting to sleep again when he first came back to school. He had figured out though that moving his work out to the evening before bed, followed by a hot shower, usually helped to knock him out. He just...

~open after Sofija~ Hamish wasn't used to this sort of attention, and was feeling a little uncomfortable with the way everyone was suddenly paying attention to him after he'd caught the snitch in the match against Hufflepuff. Knowing his brother was out for a run, Hamish just took a seat at the...

Hamish was still worn out. An entire semester hadn't gotten him used to the constant trekking of the stairs. The lack of sleep probably didn't help. He came down to the Great Hall. Spotting Seamus was always easy. Somehow, Hamish just always knew where to look. He took a seat by his brother...

Hamish had to admit he was... beaten down. Did family mean so little to everyone? He had been silent, not saying anything as he walked home with his brother. He didn't go to the kitchen when they returned, though he knew he would need to soon enough. He trudged back to their room, sighing and...

Seamus liked to do his grocery shopping in the mornings. Sometimes, Hamish would come along, but they'd gone separate ways that morning. He thought Seamus was out jogging or running or something, but he wasn't sure. He was heading home now, a few brown paper bags in hand. He had some early...

Hamish Brayden Reid Birthday: July 3, 2052 Astrological Sign: Cancer Hair Color/Length: chocolate brown hair, falls just past his ears, fluffy Eyes: dark green/brown Face: rounder, softer than his twins. As a cook, Hamish eats a good bit, though he is picky about his food. Clothing Style...