Izzy looked up as Christy sat down opposite her. She was looking very second-in-command-like in her blue dress and cloak. But apart from that she hadn't changed at all. Izzy smiled as she sat down. 'Oh, you're a quidditch captain aren't you?' She was slightly jealous of the fact. Izzy liked quidditch- it was the only subject she was actually good at- but all the quidditch teams were full seeing as she had arrived very late so now she could only hope that one of the players got killed by a bludger. Izzy heard Christy's question and grinned. As soon as she had arrived back at England her mum had whisked her off home and given her a giant lecture about the importance of good behaviour. Izzy hadn't listened to a word she had said and instead asked if she could keep Meddi, her french cat. Needless to say, Izzy's mum was currently not speaking to her. Well, it wasn't Izzy's fault her mum was allergic to cats!
'Oh I'm fine, thanks for asking. How are you? I see the english weather's gotten to you already!' Izzy joked, noting the velvet cloak Christy was wearing. She herself was only wearing t-shirt. She didn't mind the cold.