<div class="floatleft">(http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lypz27CsnC1qjuf7f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Morgan Corlett<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Ravenclaw<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Stoat<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>transgendered bisexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>black trainers, black jeans, chest binder, gray long-sleeve button up<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2, 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Exterior Lawn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sophie, Open<br/>-----------------<br/><br/>His ego suitably stoked, Morgan smirked and looked over at Sophie, happy he had been recognized by someone in his peer group for something other than his poor behavior in first and second year. "Yeah, I remember that. Little too much enthusiasm on that spell and you put a hole in the wall. One of my favorite days that year," he said, laughing at the memory. He would have commented further, perhaps saying something about her appearance as a reinforcement of his masculinity when he heard the echoing roar himself.<br/><br/>In a flash, his bruises were forgotten and Morgan was on his feet, his silver aspen wand in his hand and his eyes searching for the source of the menacing sound. Morgan didn't know Magical Creatures well, but he could tell whatever had made that noise was dangerous. "Don't know," he said, backing away from the tree to better see his surroundings, just in case something bad was about to happen.