- Messages
- 1,557
- OOC First Name
- Emzies
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Gay
- Wand
- Curved 14" Flexible Spruce Wand with Vampire Blood Core
- Age
- 10/2034 (27)
Duelling had been a mistake. That much was very very evident to Vader now, the moment the wand had flown out of his hand he had rushed out of the room. He couldn’t not do so, Alice would hate him, he had tripped her up and tried to stun her when it had appeared they were both sticking to the spell he’d lost to. The boy hadn’t looked back, left the wand, hadn’t waited for the professor’s declaration. Just headed out. He rushed back up the stairs. He knew that there would be no one in the accio room, he rushed up to it and closed the door loudly behind him. No one could come in here but the few people who were a part of it. There were only four other people who had any real access to this room. It would allow him the peace of a room in Hogwarts that he loved. The gryffindor felt comforted by the smells and sounds of the room. He spent a lot of time in there, and where he wasn’t good at duelling he could remain good at photography. He didn’t have time to be a duelling champion, he had accio. Accio would be his come the following year. But, god had he wanted that to go better. He had wanted to learn how to fight, given an opportunity to learn how to use his magic to protect himself, but all he’d gotten was the realisation that he just couldn’t fight, he couldn’t hurt anyone and he’d hurt and lost one of his few friends in the school Alice. He’d go back and get his wand, but instead he just focused on this room. Heading over to the pictures he had left to develop before the duelling contest had started up that day. The boy knew this would calm him down, bring him comfort having ruined one of his few friendships.