Mori had worked all summer on the finishing touches of this party. Everyone was decorated in glittering gold and emerald green with touches of sapphire blue. The elves had charmed the ceilings to look like stars. It was all beautiful. In the front room was a champagne fountain with fresh peaches and strawberries to create bellinis, Mori's favorite ( Read more... )

 It seems I was all wrong about this "lame summer." With my parents gone I've had time to do plenty of shopping and sunbathing without my mum trying to get me to sit down with her for tea every moment. Not to mention all of the planning I've gotten done for the Second Annual Summer Bash!

Though, all of this planning is exhausting. I wonder what ( Read more... )

 Back home. Mum and Da are off in India or something of that sort. Seems as though I have the manor to myself...again this summer. 

 Morag sat at the corner of the common room, fiercely scanning her Astronomy notes. She had managed to finish all of her other finals but had put this off until the last moment. It wasn't until this moment that she was willing to admit defeat. The common room was beginning feel stuffy and blue was too much of a winter color. Mori weaved her fingers ( Read more... )

( Morag MacDougal's Biography )

This character journal is now being used for  hogwartlife

Let the madness begin....again.

 This always happens. Always ( Read more... )

( Owl to Kyle )

Her headache was only getting worse. Mori groaned and tried to take another sip of her skinny vanilla latte. She sat in the back corner of her favorite cafe located in the heart of Paris. It was a small, cozy little shop with little room to move around in the winter but Mori seemed to find the only table with an ounce of privacy. It was out of the ( Read more... )

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