I have an idea.

Settling down for breakfast in the Great Hall, Adam poured himself a tall glass of pumpkin juice and casually inspected the room. Everyone was buzzing about the S.N.I.T.C.H match, the Ball, Exams ( Read more... )

Adam sat in a chair backwards and leaned absently forward on its back legs. Arms folded under his chin, he observed the Common Room scene… or lack-there-of. Many of the students were getting in their last cram sessions before finals/O.W.L.S/N.E.W.T.S ( Read more... )

Way to forget my birthday.

Dear Adam,

Stop sucking so much.

Sincerely,
Your Life.

Though it seemed to be that he was pouring over a text on Modern Maladies vol. IV, Adam Wilkes was instead examining his most recent song appropriately titled, “You can’t take it with you”. Despite the fact that there wasn’t a teacher within classrooms of the library, he still felt it best to conceal his work in between the pages of a standard text ( Read more... )

I have had a break through in what's going on!

I know for a fact that it was caused by one of the several explosions.

REASON BEHIND INDIFFERENT CHARACTERISTICS:
- Polyjuice
- Memory Lapse
- Amnesia
_ Dark Curse

I'm scratching my head here too...

Adam stumbled up the spiral staircase that lead to the Astronomy Tower. He was light headed and hungry, but managed to lift the wooden latch and push the large door into the cool night air. Clouds covered the sky in a midnight navy. The silhouetted forest below stretched as far as the eye could take in ( Read more... )

It’s just like Frank not to leave a letter ( Read more... )

The bandages were gone from his hand, leaving a nice tan line ringing his forearm. Adam observed his flexing fingers while other students slowly came to term with the time, and retired to their rooms. After all, tomorrow was a school day ( Read more... )