Sumner Drage
Husband, father, Quidditch Coach
- Messages
- 1,009
- OOC First Name
- Liv
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Wand
- Myrtle Wand 15 1/2" Tail of Charmed Newt
- Age
- 1/2007
Sumner adjusted his vest then the pistol strap that hung low on his lean hips. He hadn't picked his costume by accident. What boy growing up hadn't dreamed of being the sarcastic scruffy nerf herder? He smirked and pulled his pistol in a lightning fast motion, pretending to fire at two first years as they walked by. "What?" They rolled their eyes and walked in. Shrugging, he slipped it back in its holster.
He turned and waited for Andy to show then nearly swallowed his tongue when he spotted her. That was Andromeda Fiorelli? He would never breath a word about Princess Leia in the golden bikini being his ultimate fantasy. If he could peel his tongue off the floor that is.
He turned and waited for Andy to show then nearly swallowed his tongue when he spotted her. That was Andromeda Fiorelli? He would never breath a word about Princess Leia in the golden bikini being his ultimate fantasy. If he could peel his tongue off the floor that is.