<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> fff<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, Joanna Zipporah Batherson, Quinn Ogden, Open<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Dior Darley</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Rhys smirked at Dior's disgusted face.<em>Keep on the act, luv, I'll ravage that pussy of yours soon,</em>he thought, only to look back at the Hufflepuff table as Loveday was talking back to him. She was on her feet as well, glaring at him.<br/><br/><em>"Oh look who found his balls now that he divvin have to face us in the sky this year, ya bubblin' wazzock."</em><br/><br/>Rhys smiled. A raging Geordie was always entertaining. He didn't know what Quidditch club she supported in the League, but if he had to put a tenner on one, it would be the Harpies. It seemed to Rhys that every witch and their mother supported the Harpies. He was personally a Puddlemere United fan, the oldest club in the League, and the third most successful. By comparison, the Harpies were the second oldest club and had never won the league.<br/><br/>"Oh, so nice of you to worry about my balls, Marley. Wouldn't be surprised if it turned out you had some too... literally. But hey, you missed me so much over the years with 'em bludgers, I bet you missed me over the summer too, luv," he replied, winking at the end for good measure. "Facing you in the sky, who wouldn't want that? You lot are rubbish. Utter shite. You can't even lace Joanna's boots," he added, turning his head towards the redhead, who seemed to be in a conversation with a younger Gryffindor he didn't know the name of. The hat didn't help identify the person either, so Rhys kept his eyes on his Quidditch teammate.