I take pride in myself and what I do. I am all in with everything I put effort into, especially Quidditch. That doesn't mean I don't like the down time when I'm able to get some. I'm not conceited or anything, but I know the ladies love me. However, I also know the fact that I'm full Veela has a lot to do with it. I do know I'm very good looking though, even without the allure that a Veela has.

I was born in England to Jack and Jillian Morrison, both Veelas. It was a bit strange growing up Veela, but I've learned how to embrace it. It helps that I do love girls. I suppose I'm like my father in that way. I'm the first child of my mother, but I'm actually the fourth child of my father. I have 3 older sisters.

My childhood was a good childhood and I was raised mainly by my mother since my father was working all the time. I didn't mind though because when he was home, he made sure to spend the time with me like I would think a father should. He's taught me a lot about Quidditch, and I fell in love with the sport from a very young age.

When I was 11, I got my acceptance letter to Hogwarts. My father was able to take the time to go with me and my mother to Diagon Alley to get everything I would need for my first year at Hogwarts. It was one of my favorite times as that's when my father bought me a new broom. It was the newest model and even though I wouldn't be able to use it for Quidditch, I still was able to have time where I would be able to fly on it with Flying class and the occasional time I would sneak out to practice on it.

When I was about 13, I was no longer the youngest child, I now had a little brother and I absolutely loved it. I was able to teach my little brother a lot in an effort to help my father who was always at work still. When I was home from Hogwarts, I was always trying to take care of my little brother.

I didn't get the same experience as pretty much all of my friends where I got to show my brother around school, but I made a point to be there when he received his acceptance letter to help him get everything at Diagon Alley with our parents.

It wasn't easy, because right after I graduated from Hogwarts, I was drafted to play professional Quidditch. I became a Beater for the Chudley Cannons. I played for them for a few years before I was traded to the Montrose Magpies, who I currently am still playing for. However, I still made time to be there for my brother during every big event he had. Family has always been important to me.

Recently, I found out that I made the Scotland team for the Quidditch World Cup, so I can't wait to play that game. I'm hoping that Scotland brings home the World Cup this year because it would definitely be a dream come true to win it!

Logan got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist after he dried his hair. He wiped the foggy mirror with his hand and quickly ran a brush through his short hair. He wasn't too worried about styling it, since he was just going to mess it up anyway after he pulled a shirt over his head.

Instead, he walked out of the bathroom and over to the little dresser where he put what little clothes he could stuff in his saddle bags, an extra pair of pants and a couple of shirts plus some socks. He pulled the towel off of him and dropped it on the floor, not even caring if Angel, who was still asleep in his bed, woke up and saw him in the buff.