<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, Victorie, Ryu, Open<br/>-----------------<br/><br/>Under normal circumstances, Morgan would have refused Sophie's offer of help out of macho pride. But based on the few halting steps he'd taken to get out from under the tree, he was beginning to wonder if his little broomstick crash had left more than bruises. So he took Sophie's arm, hesitating only slightly, and justifying the indignity of being helped by the fact he was being helped by a pretty girl, which went quite a way towards helping the wound to his ego. "You know, you may be right about that. God, I wish I had my broom," he groaned as they ran.<br/><br/>And with her help, he could move much easier, keeping the pace with only a little pain. They arrived just in time to watch the dragon disappear, a sight which caused Morgan's jaw to drop. "Bloody hell, Victorie," he said when they arrived. "Tell us that wasn't a real dragon. Could have fucking killed you," he shouted, stunned at the sight of a dragon on Hogwarts property.