Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

Dorian knew that his father's name was on one of the student leaders trophies but it had been five years now since he had found the trophy in his first year and he was still impressed by it. Completely unaware of another presence in the room, the Ravenclaw walked from case to case, reading the names written on them. Some names sparked a faint recognition in him, perhaps from his father's stories at school but a lot were just faceless names to him.

He let out a sigh as he found his father's trophy among the Slytherin Leaders and he wished that his own trophy would be there somewhere. He had high doubts about that though, he was no leader and he knew that. Scratching his head causing his washed hair to stick out a bit, Dorian moved on to the next case when he realised that he was not alone.

Spotting the Healer and Flying instructor, the fifteen year old looked over to see what she was looking at and spotted the quidditch trophies. "Are you on one of those trophies?" he asked. He'd be dissapointed if a flying instructor didn't have at least one quidditch trophy.