Professor Sigma’s acknowledgment of his honesty was a small reprieve, but it didn’t bring Trent much relief. The opportunity to defend himself was unfamiliar to him; he broke rules often and accepted punishments in cool silence, aware that he usually deserved the consequences. And despite the measur...

Trent's curiosity about Isobel's shopping heightened with her cryptic remark about his gift not being in the bag, and his earlier anxiety regarding their gift exchange surged back with renewed intensity. At the thought that Isobel might give him something more than just a friendly gift, dread settle...

Trent stood motionless, his arms held stiffly at his sides while Isobel clung to him, her arms wrapped around his. There was no visible reaction on his face as he stared straight ahead, his mind racing with thoughts about her behaviour tonight. Was Isobel always this physically affectionate with peo...

Trent's brow furrowed slightly in concentration as he listened intently to Professor Forrester's assessment of the Ministry of Magic. He had already learned that Professor Forrester was not one to paint a rosy picture, and as the professor began on a somewhat optimistic note, Trent couldn't help but...

With just a minute to spare, Trent casually slipped into the greenhouse and scanned the classroom for Kyle, who always saved him a seat. Today, the greenhouse was more crowded than usual, and as Trent's gaze landed on several unfamiliar, younger faces, a fleeting thought crossed his mind - had he po...

Trent's thoughts had been so completely consumed by the challenge of finding the perfect Christmas gift for Isobel that he had been wholly unaware of her presence until her gloved fingers covered his eyes. Stiffening automatically at the unexpected touch, he soon relaxed as Isobel's voice reached hi...

Trent hadn't toppled the suit of armour intending to show off, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as Isobel seemed impressed by it. Admittedly, it had been a simple Banishing Charm, but he supposed that she had been more impressed by his ability to cast it non-verbally rather than...

Trent had anticipated a simple response, and the unexpected depth of Professor Forrester's answer took him by surprise. As the professor began to delve into his reasons for not joining the Order of the Phoenix, Trent realized this was far from his usual interactions with teachers. At that moment, as...

Maintaining a seemingly casual demeanour, Trent's heart raced as he approached Professor Sigma's table. Nodding in response to her invitation, his voice only broke the silence when she made it clear that she was not going to look at him. "Thank you," he said quietly, pulling out the chair ...

Saturday, 10 December 2005 12pm As the only all-wizarding village in Britain, Hogsmeade was always buzzing with activity during the month of December as witches and wizards from all over the country readied themselves for Christmas. This particular morning, the already lively streets were even more...

Trent had been relieved that not only did Professor Forrester genuinely seem to understand his plight, but that he didn't offer any words of encouragement or guidance. Trent didn't need to hear a bracing "Only eight more months!" -- he told himself that every morning -- and, as he preferre...

By their seventh year at Hogwarts, Nova had come to know Trent fairly well and she was one of the few people, if not the only person, who could read the real mood behind his veil of indifference. He was silent as he considered her accusation of being cranky, and then the corners of his lips turned u...

Isobel seemed to think that he had ulterior motives for helping her, and though Simone and the others were far from 'damsels', Trent supposed he couldn't blame her for her suspicions. But for the first time, he was bothered by the judgement, and feeling a scowl threatening to break through stoicism,...

While he still believed that Rachel should have minded her own business, Trent felt a twinge of guilt for his sharpness towards her. As his and Simone's "relationship" was only one of convenience, he had no idea who her friends were, but it would explain why Simone had been so stupid to as...

Isobel fretting about getting him into trouble was a stark comparison to Simone, who had just an hour ago shrieked that she did not care if Trent got detention two nights in a row as long as she made it back to Ravenclaw Tower safely. He felt simultaneously touched and unnerved with Isobel's compass...

Based on the little experience he had working with cursed objects, Trent had a feeling that the Integumentum Shield Charm would not be very effective, but he was still disappointed when his doubts were confirmed by Professor Forrester. As the spell had been developed by the professor himself while h...

"Well, I'm not going to sit here all night and listen to you," Trent answered, a laugh finally escaping through his mask of indifference. At Rachel's interjectjon, Trent turned to look at her with an expression of mild derision on his face. "I'm sorry - how does this concern you, exa...

Trent shrugged noncommittally at her suggestion that most people wouldn't sneak out in the middle of the night to help a Thestral; he never paid enough attention to what other people were doing to say one way or the other. She then spoke so quietly that he almost missed her next words, and unsure if...

" What 'look'?" Trent asked tightly, a hint of his frustration and indignance finally breaking through his usual calm façade. He stared down at her, his jaw clenched as he tried to understand how she had gotten so adversarial when all he had tried to do was help her. Letting out a breath,...

Still turned towards Wright, Trent leaned back against the table, resting on his elbows. His body language and expression were both casual, but his eyes danced with amusement as Wright carried on portentously, as though his authority over Trent was supposed to be intimidating. Trent said nothing at ...

Seeing the alarm on her face, Trent quickly lowered his arm with a pang of guilt. He hadn't meant for her to feel trapped in the cupboard with him; he had reacted instinctively to keep her out of trouble. It was close quarters, but he managed to shift slightly so as not to block the door, though he ...

Both Trent and Simone turned their heads at Rachel's words, and though Simone's eyes widened, Trent remained quite unperturbed as he looked at the trio. Rachel had a point; it had been foolish to have this conversation with a Prefect so nearby, but Trent hadn't realized that they had been speaking l...

"It's not just the stress, it's being at the castle," Trent said, his own voice surprising himself. They had made the appropriate small talk that politeness required, and by now, he would have been steering the conversation to more functional topics. However, Trent felt more comfortable w...

Hiding behind the large book propped open in front of him, Trent reached for his Butterbeer and took another large gulp. After a day of shopping in the sun, he had been looking forward to enjoying a cold drink, but no longer interested in it, Trent barely tasted the creamy caramel beverage as he swa...

Listening at the door, Trent hadn’t realized that he was still holding the girl's hand until she gave it a frightened squeeze as the footsteps stopped just outside of the closet. With his back safely turned, Trent allowed a slight smirk to play on his lips as he gave a squeeze back. He didn't releas...