Devereaux hurried out of the main doors and emerged onto the Lawns. For some reason, Professor Zaheer had informed them that they would meet outside today. This was Devereaux’s first year in art, opting out of taking a fourth year of flying so that he could ‘stretch his horizons’ as he had called it...

Devereaux followed Missy around the pitch with a grin on his face. For the moment, his studies were forgotten, replaced by the wind rushing around him and the broom in his hands. He also found great delight in seeing Missy looping and wheeling ahead of him. She was, in fact, a fantastic flier, and i...

Devereaux contemplated her words as she spoke. It seemed that, perhaps, he had misunderstood her expression and tone. However, it did seem that what he said had pricked something. It wasn’t as big of a deal as he had assumed. Still, although he was witty, it was not as natural to him to partake in t...

Devereaux looked away from the orange and yellow flames of the fire to find Thaddeus Egerton approaching him. Although they had never interacted with one another, they had art together, and of course, people loved to talk about Thaddeus because of his family. Not to Devereaux of course, he had extre...

Devereaux was shocked to find a girl standing in the doorframe watching him. She had blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Her robes were trimmed in the familiar green of Slytherin. Confident she was not in fourth year with him, Devereaux guessed she was a fifth year, or possibly sixth. It took him a m...

Devereaux watched Missy with a humored smile. It quickly slipped from his face, however, when Missy mentioned her father and his drinking. She appeared to him to be lost in thought momentarily as she observed the liquid sliding along the inside of her glass. Then she began speaking again but her voi...

Devereaux smiled when Missy confirmed that he had made it in time. He was relieved that, at the very least, his running through the school had not been a complete waste. He observed her Firebolt briefly as she did the same to his much older broom. The polished ebony handle and perfectly manicured tw...

The Hufflepuff common room was particularly quiet on this Saturday morning. Likely due to the fact that most students enjoyed sleeping in a bit on the weekends. In the last couple of weeks the temperatures had dropped substantially, and this was a particularly cold morning. Which might have also had...

Devereaux took the opportunity to dig into his plate while Missy spoke about her upbringing. She was still speaking like a high-society girl, and as she spoke he began to realize that that was probably exactly what she was. He chuckled when she talked about dust, the imaginary thing that it was. The...

It was a rather chilly afternoon at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Although there were a few students roaming the grounds, most of them could be found somewhere inside the castle. The common rooms, with their blazing fires, were extremely popular. The library was a little busier than us...

Devereaux was happy that Missy decided to play along with is obnoxious behavior. Very quickly, however, he was scratching the back of his head in embarrassment as he realized he had walked them right past the tables of food. It probably had made more sense to stop on their way over to the table, tha...

Devereaux hastily ran through the Hufflepuff common room and straight to his dorm room. He placed his bag on the table next to his bed then began ripping his robes off. “Freaking lunatic…. Gonna kill me…. How do I get myself into these messes….” He could be heard muttering under his breath as he has...

Devereaux's resistance crumbled under the sheer enthusiasm pouring off of Missy. With barely a blink, Missy had shoved all of her things into her bag and began pushing his pile of books towards him. "Woah, woah, okay I'm coming!" Devereaux flinched as a sharp 'shhhhhh' came from the Librar...

Devereaux Gordon's Threads In Progress The early bird... - with Missy Dragonov Making her Mark - with Missy Dragonov Ancient Runes class - Elder Futhark - with Bertrand Scrivener & Missy Dragonov Can I go back to the Library now? - with Missy Dragonov Charmed to Meet You - with Nixa Swan Firesi...

Devereaux’s eyes slowly rose up his forehead as he watched Missy transform before his eyes. Her eyes lit up as she sat forward slightly and began using her hands as she spoke. For really the first time since they began taking, she looked genuinely excited. He smiled as she began talking to him about...

They had fallen into a comfortable silence after Devereaux shared about his family. He found himself enjoying the quiet moment as they continued across the dance floor. It wasn’t like He and Missy were particularly close, they had not been friends for terribly long, and they hadn’t exactly shared a ...

Deveraeux rolled his eyes at Missy’s sudden change of pace. He had a feeling that he would be rolling his eyes a lot if he spent much time with her. Although her behavior was strange to him, something that he couldn’t really imagine doing himself, it didn’t surprise him too much that she felt that s...

Devereaux smiled as Missy leaned in towards the notes and began reading over his table of runes. It looked like she was genuinely interested in them. He hoped that seeing them written out with a clear example of what they meant would help her. He found that organizing information in a clear way ofte...

Devereaux smiled in delight as she allowed him to lead her across the dance floor. He had to admit that he was pleasantly surprised by willingness to let him lead. He laughed lightly as she revealed her previously low expectations in regard to his dancing skills. “I’m always happy to surprise.” He r...

Devereaux rolled his eyes and grinned when Missy acted surprised to see him all dressed up. “You look quite spectacular yourself Missy, that dress is killer. And what can I say? I couldn’t let myself be outdone by these other louts.” He wasn’t surprised when she didn’t immediately accept his offer t...

Devereaux returned an arched eyebrow at her, “Yeah, yeah, maybe strategic procrastination at the most.” He laughed and then nodded as she told him about the writing prompt they had been given for Scriveners class. It was essentially the same one that his class had gotten. There were enough runes in ...

Devereaux stood in front of the single mirror that he shared with all of his roommates. Even if he wouldn’t admit it, he was happy that whoever had bought the mirror had decided that full length was the way to go. With one final tug he finished cinching his tie and let his hands drop. The unfortunat...

Devereaux continued to feign disinterest as she spoke. His lips seemed to quiver slightly as he strained to maintain a straight face and soon the corners of his mouth began to rise. Finally, he met her gaze again. With an overly dramatic sigh, Devereaux rolled his eyes and sat up in his chair. “Firs...

Devereaux nodded his head as Missy spoke. As far as he knew, she was right. Enchantments might look a little different today, but at the core they hand’t really changed. The principles seem to be be consistent. His head tilted slightly as his eyes darted across the ceiling in thought. “Honestly,” He...

Working to regain his composure, Devereaux sat up a little bit as he listened to Missy talk. He managed a grin as she mocked his words. “It might astound you, but I’m hardly the first person to put effort into their studies. It’s actually a fantastic concept, you ought to look into it a bit.” His gr...