<div class="floatleft">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/c28238be97b73e9550f85b271cac9983/tumblr_otdw2vnyAd1v8rsz5o5_400.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Rhys Morahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664047#msg14664047)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 6th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 inches, Chestnut, Dragon heartstring, Flexible<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Gryffindor uniform (https://www.costumekingdom.com/images/product/medium/adult-gryffindor-student-harry-potter-costume.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Monday, 2 September 2019, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Great Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> More obnoxious behavior<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Florence + The Machine - Dog Days Are Over (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWOyfLBYtuU)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Loveday Marley, Mackenzie O'Hare, Joanna Zipporah Batherson, Quinn Ogden, Open<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><em>"Wey aye man I got balls, ten inch iron ones, they been in your face every year, when I'm ne busy dunchin whoever's about to quit playing as your seeker with 'em."</em><br/><br/>Rhys laughed in response, joining her in her own laughter. He observed her addressing his housemates, a smirk on his face as he shamelessly undressed her in his mind.<em>Feisty one you are,</em>he thought.<br/><br/><em>"Whos gan be the backup next year? Head to the doc now, skip the rush."</em><br/><br/>A bit of banter never hurt anyone, or at least Rhys was of that view. He crossed his arms over his chest as she showed him her middle finger and sat down.<em>She must be on her period,</em>Rhys thought, about to reply something worthy of his wit.<br/><br/>"Facts say otherwise, hon, but stay in your delusions, fam," he replied, lifting his index and thumb on both hands and making a rectangle shape with them around his face. "This is the face that'll win the Triwizard Tournament, not your ugly mu-"<br/><br/><em>"Ach! Sit down, you twat!"</em><br/><br/>Rhys looked down at Mack who had interrupted him. She was disposing of her book and finally mingling with the rest of Gryffindor.<em>About time!</em>he thought, feeling like messing with her.<br/><br/><em>"You're gettin' your chubby all over the dressin', put the measuring stick away and eat somethin'."</em><br/><br/>Rhys sat down and looked at Mack with a dubitative pout.<br/><br/>"Mack, you might be a fine bird and all but the more you talk, the more I realize that the Scots and the Scousers are the reason nobody likes us Brits," he said with a shrug, before looking at the food in front of him.<br/><br/>He was now hungry and Loveday was already an afterthought, one he might savor with a quick wank later.