- Messages
- 474
- OOC First Name
- Clairey
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Asexual
- Wand
- Knotted 9 Inch Rigid Laurel Wand with Boomslang venom Core
- Age
- 5/2033
Mervyn had been suffering from a lot of ailments and injuries this year: a sore throat, a twisted ankle, a debilitating case of hiccups, etc. etc. Of course, it was purely coincidental that he had been incapacitated on all of the days he was supposed to be patrolling with Sapphire. He was running out of ideas, however, and had finally resigned himself to joining her. He wasn't sure why he kept up with all this prefect nonsense; it wasn't as if he gained anything meaningful for his troubles. But he liked the badge, and the ability to boss little Gryffindors around, so he certainly wasn't giving up his status just to avoid Sapphire, no matter how awkward it was to bump into her.
They had been walking in silence for some time, Mervyn with his hands stuffed in his pockets. He was doing very well not to look at her, finding infinite fascination in the walls and the floor instead. Just half an hour more of this, and he was free.
They had been walking in silence for some time, Mervyn with his hands stuffed in his pockets. He was doing very well not to look at her, finding infinite fascination in the walls and the floor instead. Just half an hour more of this, and he was free.