Who:Nymphadora Tonks Lupin and Thomas Proudfoot What: Going swimming Where: The beach When: Monday afternoon
After his run in with Helena Ravenclaw, Thomas searched for an exit for a few more hours before reluctantly giving up. He awoke the next day however, with a different feeling about the island. If he was trapped on an island with no way of getting home, well then he was going to enjoy it. There was no sense in wasting his time when he could be taking this break to live it up and tan. He’d be drinking too if that hadn’t been made illegal.
Finding Tonks hadn’t been terribly hard, and it only had taken a little while for him to convince her to come with him (really he just alternated between pouting and chanting ‘beachbeachbeach’ until she caved in). Running down the sandy beach, Thomas couldn’t help but grin. Turning to walk backwards, he shielded his eyes from the sun to look at his partner.
“C’mon, Tonks. I’ll race ya.” He smirked a little, he really was like a child sometimes.