Recent content by Isaiah Thompson

Isaiah would be lying if he said he wasn't excited to go and see his siblings graduate, yet he couldn't help but to shake the odd feeling that being back at school gave him. He had always wanted nothing more than to get out of there and now here he was back in the great hall, voluntarily. Still...

Isaiah stopped dead in his tracks when Kaia called out something about a turtle, not daring to take another step as he glanced towards the floor. "What turtle, dude?" He called back, not seeing anything remotely resembling a turtle but willing to take the risk as he stepped further into the...

Isaiah had been thoroughly enjoying his life after graduation. He was happy to not be locked between a couple of stone walls for the most part of the year anymore. Happy he didn't need to sit through classes that didn't interest him or deal with some of the other things he had disliked about...

The idea of throwing a graduation party had been playing through Isaiah's mind a lot. His initial idea had been to throw one final party at school, but the nerves of somehow not graduating had gotten to him and instead of planning the party he had actually spend most of his time actually...

Mate

Isaiah shrugged at the mentionof Hufflepuff being lucky. On the one hand he liked to believe that they had, on the other he knew the Hufflepuff team was strong and they had been worthy opponents. Even if he had desperately wanted to leave the school with a quidditch cup to his name. "Nah, we're...

Even if he had been looking forward to graduating, especially living somewhere that wasn't a school, Isaiah had to admit it felt strange to be sitting at the end of the year feast knowing he wouldn't be returning to the school anytime soon. His closest option was in a few years when his siblings...

Isaiah couldn't quite believe the day had actually come. He was graduating. Something he had often said he was looking forward to, but never mentioned he was also dreading ever so slightly. It wasn't that he didn't like Hogwarts, he was fine with being at the school, he was just glad that...

Isaiah grinned when El started rambling about her family, glad she seemed way more comfortable now that little serious part of the conversation was out of the way. Although he did wonder what his dads would think of the whole idea. They'd probably be happy for him though, glad he would be doing...

As soon as Celia opened her mouth again Isaiah wished he had just kept his shut. There was no way he was going to way up someone like her. He was used to being the fun, friendly guy. Definitely didn't have snarky comebacks ready as quickly as she did. Plus, he was certain he wasn't exactly...

Isaiah hadn't expected anyone to stick around after the game. He knew the Hufflepuff team would be too busy celebrating and his own team would probably be a little gloomy. Which was also why he knew he couldn't stay out here for too long. Even if the season was over and done with he was still...

Isaiah hadn't been worried and yet he could feel a faint sense of relief when El didn't want to talk about anything bad. It felt a bit like knowing you haven't stolen anything, yet still being relieved when no alarms go off when you leave a shop empty-handed. "Good, I was never one for speeches...

Isaiah didn't know much about Celia other than bits and pieces he had caught up on like everyone else. He hadn't wanted to judge her based on rumours, but sitting in the same room and actually seeing what she was like made him realize he was glad he had never had to interact with her before. He...

Isaiah bit his tongue at Celia's remark, not willing to respond in any way that might bring her entertainment. Still, he was convinced people would know. He was a seventh year after all, captian of the quidditch team and he liked to believe he was quite populair. Definitely more well-liked than...

"I could write that." Isaiah laughed at Jordie's response. "If only I liked writing." He added jokingly. Speeching definitely wasn't his strong suit, which is why he always kept the ones to his team as short as possible. If he'd go on any longer he would just start rambling, he was sure of that...