fifth year; stressed out insecure; accio! editor
Pink rose for Jasper Michaels
Vader's next rose was easy, a gryffindor whose name he knew a little better. Hadn't ever met him, but knew. The gryffindor rubbed his eyes tired and yawned as he made his way to the gryffindor table. He had his camera, as per usual, he did this to take pictures of the people with their rose, enjoy the way faces lit up so easily with them. "Jasper Michaels?" he said as he approached the table, biting back a yawn as he finished, "Has anyone seen Jasper Michaels?"