<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, various professors, Open<br/>-----------------<br/><br/>Morgan smiled as Sophie blushed, and waved off the logic of her summoning the broom and the effort it would have spared. "Wouldn't have minded leaning against you, injury or not," he said, raising his hand and grabbing his zipping broom out of the air as he tossed his small flirtation to Sophie. Looking over his shoulder to the wave of professors coming, he turned his attention to Sophie in the last moment they would have before they became so terribly supervised again. "Looks like we're about to get separated. Don't be a stranger, now. Anytime you could use some help with riddles, I'd love to give you a hand," he said, winking as the first of the professors ran into earshot.<br/><br/>Immediately, Morgan was bombarded with questions, seemingly all of which were variations on one theme: what had just happened. "Bloody fucking dragon's what's happening," Morgan said, none too respectfully from his spot in the grass, gesturing to the woods with his wand. "Damned thing was brazen as you please, tried to jump Victorie Weasley," he started, pausing as he looked around for the redhead, but couldn't spot her, unsure if she had slipped off or was just hiding behind the professors. "Anyway, tried to jump Vic before rushing off to the forest when we arrived," he continued, rubbing at his leg again.