#i. lahey. v. 5 — the world is full of magic things patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper ( harry potter au )

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re; isaac's boggart

   defense against the dark arts wasn’t even remotely close to isaac’s favourite subject. so often would he stumble across a ‘monster’ that felt no different than him. he found it difficult to be engaged & he feared he would fail the course so went to the classroom early hoping to speak to his professor for a few minutes. if only to inquire if there was some sort of extra credit he could do — he wasn’t sure he could handle another grade lower than acceptable.

   the room was spacious, so open the teen wondered if he were to yell that the sound might echo around him. his professor seemed nowhere to be found & so isaac began to inspect some of the objects scattered about the edges of the room as if to form a frame. finally, he stumbled upon a wardrobe. a lock hung haphazardly through the opening but it was open. curiosity took over & his fingers reached out, curling around the lock to lift it from its place & allow him to peek behind the door. the second the padlock was removed, the doors burst open, forced outward by some unseen form & isaac was thrown onto his back. elbows slid beneath him & he propped himself up, blue eyes rising to find his father standing in front of him. angry.

   frozen in place, tears gathered in his eyes, waiting for the looming figure to begin its torment but no words poured forth. footsteps were heard echoing on the hard oak flooring but it remained unknown whether it was simply a fragment of isaac imagination.

   a moment later, isaac was reminded of what he had been taught in class. it was a boggart, surely. it had to be. how did you deal with a boggart? eyes shut tightly as he tried his damnedest to imagine his father doing something silly. anything was better than what was going to happen in just a few short moments. blue eyes opened to find the figure remained unchanged. his ‘father’ drew back his arm, ready to spring forth in a wildly hurtful blow.

   then the professor arrived.

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isaac’s wizarding profile

blood status: halfblood house: hufflepuff wand: 13 1⁄2  fir with a boomslang venom core; rigid pet: a ( slightly smaller than average size for his kind ) eurasian eagle owl named cerberus patronus: phoenix boggart: his father amortentia: fresh dew, mint, & pine with subtle undertones of coffee extra curricular activities: earth magic, ancient studies, & transfiguration ( beyond his curriculum )

other stats:

best/strongest area of magic: charms or transfiguration ( mainly due to his wand’s wood & core )  worst/weakest area of magic: divination duelling capability: average but improves significantly over time wand versatility: below average; can’t even attempt to use another person’s wand. that being said his wand also has a very high allegiance to him so it goes both ways potion ability: high; being able to successfully brew complex potions

personality: he’ll do things that go unnoticed, little kindnesses like helping someone pick up a dropped book or holding open a door. he wanted to be alone, to be a fly on the wall & sometimes it worked. other times his mysterious facade drew attention to him. he speaks to his peers only when needed & has few friends. he chooses to keep to himself because he doesn’t want anyone to learn of his life at home. he enjoys watching quidditch & other school sports but has little desire to play. this came as a surprise to some considering he is a natural flyer

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