tomala-s-riddle approached the demigod
Isabelle let out a sigh as she took a seat in the Slytherin common room. "Damn tests," She muttered. The demigod let fire start in the fireplace without waving her wand. Isabelle was tired from the tests lately. She had even been up late studying for them. When would she catch a break? Her grades were well but there was someone in Slytherin that had far better grades than she did.
She heard muttering in the common room, something about Isabelle not belonging in the school. "You know, if you really don't want me to hear you should leave." The girl said before she looked at the group, her eyes turning black for a moment. "I'm not in a mood to be nice." She hissed.
With that the group fled and she rolled her eyes. Noticing that someone was in the common room still, she sighed, "Evening." She greeted, not caring to look at them as she took out her sketch book and a pencil.
