<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/613ozDF.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Mackenzie “Mack” O’Hare (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674148#msg14674148)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth, Gryffindor<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> Beech / 12” / Horned Serpent Horn (https://i.imgur.com/xVVNflt.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 25th October, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Great Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> She wants to put a flag on that mountain.<br/><strong>MUSIC:</strong>  “Trouble” -Pink (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFu3YzRnyDU)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aleks, open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>“<em>Oh yeah</em>!” Despite Mackenzie's tendency to not take anything too seriously, she had put in a lot of time and effort into the making of the fox. That same evening they were conversing over magimail, she was sketching out her ideas on pieces of parchment, debating over what would be funny and what might be considered insulting. They were things she hadn’t really considered much over their conversations; she was brash at times but she was very much herself. As this day approached she found herself getting nervous and second guessing everything. Did she give him something simple, like a Hogwarts’ sweater? Did she give him a bottle of fine Scotch and some sweets?<br/><br/>It had been worth the missing eyebrow and the horribly scorched bedroom. With a little help from Corey, (and some potted plants ‘acquired’ from herbology class), they managed to remove the damage and most of the smell. A week of those air filtering plants, and she was back to good. Even if Professor Bennett had been furious with the condition of his returned plants. Thankfully, she had escaped detention yet again because she hadn’t figured yet figured out who took them in the first place.<br/><br/>“Your flattery hasn’t gone unnoticed,” she grinned up at him, kinda hoping he would proceed with his leaning forward. She was enjoying the heavy thump of her heartbeat and the flutter of butterflies in her stomach.<br/><br/>“And thanks. Much to the chagrin of all of my professors, my study habits leave something to be desired.” Mack stretched out her legs, then crossed them at the ankles as she leaned back on her elbows across the table. A passing professor -Bennett, in fact- frowned at Mackenzie as he sauntered by. But her friendly wave with her index finger and the sight of her exchanging pleasantries with a Durmstrang student must have been enough to encourage him to keep walking. But not without an audible sigh with his passing.<br/><br/>She whispered conspiringly to Aleks. “I have ‘so much unlocked potential’,” she used air quotations as she spoke, then winked at the handsome man. “But also yes. This way I can spy on you and see what color of boxers -or briefs?- this mighty mountain man might be wearing beneath his school uniform. In all seriousness, Aleks,<em>what</em>the bloody hell do they put in the water where you’re from? You’re huge!”<br/><br/>Her cheeky smile let him figure out what exactly she was talking about.<br/>