<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8a/Iain_Gryff_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Iain McGregor (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14003054#msg14003054)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Hoodie and pair of jeans (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6e/64/74/6e6474f2ffe1ead0bd02b6ae04c356df.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: 12-inch cypress with a hippogriff feather core<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor, 3rd year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: September 29th<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Black Lake Bonfire<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Conversational<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Lyre<br/><hr/><br/>Iain listened as Lyre rattled on about his family. From their past discussions Iain surmised that their families could not be further apart in nature. While both fairly old in their wizarding lineage, they definitely had their differences. Lyre's family had a number of bad apples - including some prisoners of Azkaban. They were the sort that the McGregors didn't exactly associate. Iain's family was well entangled in the Ministry of Magic. Iain's father, William, works within the Department of Magical Games and Sports. His mother, Anna, works within the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, specializing as an Obliviator.<br/><br/>"Whip up whatever you want, but try to make it on the edible side - meaning actually eat-able. No dragon and you can use a pot instead of a cauldron." Iain chuckled.<br/><br/>