<div class="floatleft">(http://celebrityimages.org/images/4570185/4570185_3.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Geoffrey Graves (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259664.msg12828994#msg12828994)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Gryffindor<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Magpie<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Red T-Shirt, blue jeans, black gym shoes, and his glasses.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd, 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall, Gryffindor Table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Morgan Corlett<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Geoffrey's mother and father would have a fit if they knew he was reading a muggle paper. His grandparents would even suggest disowning for something as simple as that. Next to the more well known pureblood families of the past, the Blacks and the Malfoys, the Graves were just as quick to disown family members for the slightest of indiscretions. Geoffrey was, currently, the eldest and only son of the family. He had two younger sisters, both not old enough for school yet. If they knew he was reading a paper on muggle sports, they would probably go into mourning. What they would do if they found out that instead of going to speak with the headmaster of Durmstrang two summers ago that he had been camping with Silas and Lucan, without wands, he was sure his grandmother would have a heart attack right there. That had been a challenging four days in the woods. If they hadn't of actually gotten lost and forgot to bring a compass and map, they probably would have given up early. As it was, they had been forced to deal with it till they found their way back to town.<br/><br/>He was scanning through the paper when he felt the tap on his shoulder. Even before looking, he knew it wasn't one of his two friends. Silas would have just thrown himself down, shaking the table, and making some lewd comments. Meanwhile, Lucan would have silently settled down and asked him how the last few weeks of his summer had been. Turning a bit he saw Morgan and smiled, "Geoffrey Graves. That's what my parents, unfortunately, named me," he hated his first name. It was very old fashion. He thought it made him sound like an old knight or a butler. He would have taken the more modern version of<em>Jeffrey</em>over it. They said that Geoffrey was an old, noble name and he should wear it proudly. Instead, he preferred his friends to simply call him by his last name.<br/><br/>When asked if it was a muggle paper and if it had the football results in it, he smiled again, "Yes and yes," he'd learned a lot about muggles just from carrying around a muggle newspaper over the years. Muggleborns were drawn to it. While most of them were more than happy to know they were witches and wizards, they were still prone to homesickness same as anyone else. While students who were raised in wizarding, or at least partly wizarding, homes were surrounded by familiar things at Hogwarts. A muggle paper gave muggleborns a little glimpse back into their home lives.<br/><br/>Geoffrey wasn't terribly familiar with Morgan. He heard the name now and then, but that was about it. He tried not to get caught up in gossip or rumors, but he was never one to turn down a conversation, "Sorry to say, but it doesn't look like they did too well," he held the paper up, "Want to read for yourself?"