Tholomyes Fontaine
struggling artiste | former head boy
- Messages
- 602
- OOC First Name
- Emzies
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Knotted 9 1/2" Flexible Pine Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 3/2028
Tholomyes couldn't quite believe that soon his schooling would come to an end, or well, his Hogwarts experience would, the classes had already finished. The head boy had been preparing his speech for his up coming graduation and he was sure he'd say no more than a few lines. He had written several drafts, one that had really become too heavy the other which had been too much about Emma, and he couldn't find the balance for it. But worse than that was that despite the fact it was so near he couldn't find the motivation for it. He had spent so long in the school, he wasn't sure he was quite ready to leave it.
Above all else, Theo was surprised at how much he knew he'd miss the place. He hadn't thought so, in his mind he'd leave and he'd forget all about it and it would forget all about him, but it wouldn't. It couldn't, his name as head boy was etched into a plaque in the trophy room. His name and head boy underneath it. Not far from where his sister's name was too. For all the worries he'd had about this school, not one would come true. if all still went according to plan. Theo looked back down at his notes, the great hall slowly thinning out as the breakfast ended. He sat with a cup of coffee, revising for the NEWTs, preparing his speech and trying to organise his life. He'd miss Hogwarts, the people, the sounds, the sights, all of it. It had all been good to him.
Above all else, Theo was surprised at how much he knew he'd miss the place. He hadn't thought so, in his mind he'd leave and he'd forget all about it and it would forget all about him, but it wouldn't. It couldn't, his name as head boy was etched into a plaque in the trophy room. His name and head boy underneath it. Not far from where his sister's name was too. For all the worries he'd had about this school, not one would come true. if all still went according to plan. Theo looked back down at his notes, the great hall slowly thinning out as the breakfast ended. He sat with a cup of coffee, revising for the NEWTs, preparing his speech and trying to organise his life. He'd miss Hogwarts, the people, the sounds, the sights, all of it. It had all been good to him.