𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥

probably in the library studying anything but my subjects

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐋
𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝
𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝: 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝟏𝟏 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝟏/𝟒 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠
𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬: 𝐖𝐫𝐞𝐧
𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬: 𝐀𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐬 & 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

Morag is: in her dormitory with a collection of Ravenclaw cats because it’s just not her vibe. It does not stop her from dancing though.

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT and so, it is with the utmost joy in my heart that I happily accept your offer. Kind sir, I will go to the ball with you.”

Her smile re-emerged and, to top it off, for no reason, she bowed her head with a flourish of her hand.

She laughed, perking back to normal, “Much better.”

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT admittance that he enjoyed her company was certainly true. She enjoyed his too.

After he asked she put on a very serious face, as if deliberating very carefully. She tapped her lip in thought.

“Hm…” she began. “I am honoured to have struck such a fine gentleman as yourself, ~

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT “Well, I’d like to hear it,” she teased.

William blushing? About asking her? Was it getting warm in there? She brushed a stray hair from her face, subtly feeling the temperature of her cheek.

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT “Well, you put it so eloquently it was hard to refuse,” she giggled slightly.

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT laughter. It was so sweet, so funny.

A dusting of pink blushed across her features when he finally got to the point.

“I…I think I might,” she smiled genuinely, surprised and flattered. “I would like to go with you, yes.”

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT Morag was bracing herself for something much worse than what tumbled out of his mouth. As soon as he clarified that a ball was in fact a dance, she realised it wasn’t serious at all. A smile danced on her lips as she listened to him ramble, trying not to break out into ~

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT to her, but didn’t bother to stir until William spoke. The edge to his tone caught her off guard and she sat up, turning her head to look at him.

“Oh?” her eyes searched his face for a sign of what it was about. Something serious? Worrying? She couldn’t tell. “What is it?”

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT Morag had been minding her own business, chin resting in her hand as she sat huddled over reading her book. It was actually a History of Magic book Binns had mentioned they read, and surprisingly she found it quite enthralling.

She was vaguely aware that someone had sat next ~

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@CChang_DT He is! You make quite the pair.

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

all the ravenclaw girls are absolutely gorgeous tonight.

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@CChang_DT SAYS MISS DANCING WITH THE HOGWARTS CHAMPION

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@CChang_DT YOU STUNNER

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

❄️ Yule Ball ‘94 ❄️

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT wouldn’t know what to take. Ever since I found out about the department I’ve been fascinated. All that mystery…who wouldn’t want a way in?” She paused and added quietly, “Or maybe something to do with Quidditch. Though I’m not very good.”

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

Morag is sat beside the lake during a spell of somewhat milder weather, brows furrowed in concentration as she practises some wand work. If Professor Flitwick was not going to teach them anything, she might as well do the work herself. She keeps a book balanced on her lap with

[𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐥 @Morag_DT]

@deRolo_DT handy whichever direction you go in.”

She shifted into a slightly more comfortable position, laying her wand over the Charms book was it wasn’t in current use.

“I’d quite like to be an Unspeakable,” she admitted. “The only thing is, no one really knows what they do, so I ~