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 Why Dragons Don't Like Dungeons, KENZ/ANDRE
Evelina Young
 Posted: Apr 13 2017, 02:26 PM
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The library was always quietest in the mid-afternoon. Most students were either at lunch or catching what little sunshine spring had to offer. No one wanted to spend the peak of the day closed up indoors with only towering bookcases and leather-bound tomes to keep them company. No one except Evelina. She had headed to the large room straight after a difficult Potions class, seeking solace in the dusty texts the school had to offer. There was every chance she'd run into someone on the way, but upon stepping into the study she was relieved to see she was all by her lonesome.

Once she was safely hidden amongst the forest of books, a deep sigh escaped her, her shoulders slumping. For just fifteen seconds, her head hung and her posture slouched, wisps of long dark hair escaping their pins to tickle against her porcelain cheeks. The morning class had left Evie frazzled and frustrated; tears stinging at the backs of her eyes as she struggled to fix a potion that had quite literally blown up in her face. Though she had attempted to put herself back together again, her uniform still bore some of the marks of her failures; her tie loose around her neck and her knee socks sagging down to her ankles. When class had finally ended, her first stop was to the girl's washroom to clean the soot from her chin and blouse, but the only place that could really make her feel better was the library.

It was safer than spending lunch searching for friends who might make her feel a little bit better about her failed potion. In fact, it was better if she avoided everyone for the rest of the day. If she ran into anyone she knew they'd see her splotchy cheeks and her wide eyes. Then the questions would come. First they'd ask what happened and if she was okay, and she would smile and lie a sweet little lie so they wouldn't worry. Then there would be more questions. Were the instructions not clear? Do you need help? Did someone slip something extra into your cauldron? There was no one to blame but herself, and accepting help was so much more difficult than offering it. Whether or not it was her fault or someone else's, she was still left feeling like she was supposed to be better than all this.

And she was.

So fifteen seconds was all she allowed herself before her back straightened and her chin lifted, and her little heels began clicking their way down the rows of books. The young eagle forced herself to smile in the hopes that her lips could trick her heart and head into believing she wasn't feeling sad or discouraged. In that moment, her smile was for no one but herself, and as she trailed her fingers down the spines of the books in front of her, she started to feel a little bit better.

Why Dragons Don't Like Dungeons

The red embossed title jumped out at Evie, and her heart immediately did a little cartwheel in her chest. Before she knew it she was removing the book from the shelf and crossing over to one of the nearby tables, a genuine smile crinkling the corners of her hazel eyes. The book was one she had meant to read for a while now, recommended to her by one of her fellow Ravenclaws, and this was the first time in months that it hadn't been checked out. A silver lining to every dark cloud, the fourth year thought to herself, her shoulders perking as she took a seat. Her book-bag was placed carefully on the floor, the four wooden legs of her chair scraping over the stone floor as she got situated and made herself comfortable. At least an hour of solitude, before it was time to head to her next class.

The library really was her sanctuary.


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 Posted: Apr 19 2017, 06:21 PM
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He was done. There was no way that he was stepping foot into another class to listen to another teacher. It wasn't worth it. His mother could take the broom for a while if she wanted. After hours of listening to lectures that morning, Andre was done with professors telling him how the history of Magic was important to relevant times. Of course, in hindsight, why he had gone to History of Magic of all the classes that he could have chosen for the day was beyond him, but it might have been because his mother had mentioned in her last letter that if he even missed one class she'd be coming to get the broom.

So instead of going to the next class, or to lunch where he would be forced to watch more people waste more food, the boy stomped his way to the library, where if he was lucky, the book he wanted would be in. Elias had showed him how to move about the castle without using the stupid staircases that moved or his broom, so Andre would be able to get around just fine without the broom anyways. His scowl was present on his face as his fingers rubbed over the wand in them, moving towards the library in what could only be described as a haughty fashion. His brow was furrowed and his green eyes had even more coolness to them than they usually did as they made their way around the quiet library - clearly the other students had decided to use their break for something more than finding a book about dragons.

Piercing eyes made his way to the librarian that confirmed that for the first time since coming to this wretched school, the book was in . It was one of the few that the snake hadn't yet read that was about dragons and the blue streaked hair boy was determined to get his hands on a copy of the book. His lips pursed as he moved through the quiet area that smelled of musty old books - a scent that the boy would never quite be able to get used to. His scowl became deeper as his feet finally carried him to the shelf that was to have the book. Fingers that were not holding his wand in them reached up skimmed along the book spines as his eyes searched. Afer careful calculation and a very large noise coming from his threat, Andre turned away, angry. Green eyes flashed as he looked around the section of the library. They settled on a girl that was nearby, reading a book. His loudness had probably interrupted her, but who was he to care? This was ridiculous. Andre had just been here yesterday afternoon and the book was still checked out. How was it that it was gone already again?

Stupid castle. Stupid staircases. Stupid classes. Stupid people. Stupid Hogwarts.

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--very dark and damp, when most wyrms prefer sunning their scales.

Evelina was in the middle of the third chapter, her eyes darting down page after page. She knew she only had a limited time to glean what she could from the book before her next class, so she was absorbing as much of it as she possibly could rather than sitting and drinking it in at a leisurely pace. She could have checked it out had she wanted to, but more than once she'd been forced to pay fines because of the state her books were returned in. It wasn't that her bullies followed her to her dorm to harass her, or even broke into her common room. Rather, they would frequently target her in the halls, hexing her book bag or jettisoning whatever she held right out of her grip.

Whenever a book in her charge was damaged, her heart broke just a little, so she was content to remain in the safety of the library, where few hexes were ever flung.

A loud noise reminiscent of a dragon's growl rumbled up from the back of someone's throat not far from where the fourth year sat, breaking the serene calm of the school library. Evie jumped in her chair, eyes flaring wide as she reflexively tightened her grip on the book, lifting it from where it lay on the desk to pull it protectively toward her chest. Her head whipped around, but when she saw no one approaching her, she relaxed her shoulders, breathing a little sigh of relief when none of her usual bullies reared their ugly heads. You're still safe, she told herself, sitting back in her chair as she sent a glance sideways. Movement had caught her eye, and when her eyes came to rest on an unfamiliar boy with blue streak in his hair, she offered a cautious smile. He was in the fantastic beasts section, she noted, but he hadn't grabbed a single book from the shelves. Curious, but hardly alarming.

Easing her own text away from her chest, her fingers dusted off the cover out of habit before placing it gently back on the desk. Her attention remained on the boy, studying the heat in his emerald gaze and the set of his shoulders. He looked angry, though she couldn't imagine why. Who went to a library to stew and rage? It served as a lovely escape, but one could hardly shout or scream; there was no way to vent volatile emotions. In fact, if he kept it up he was likely to get a warning from the librarian, maybe even a detention.

With a cautious glance back in the direction of the librarians, Evie waited for the telltale throat clear of an unhappy staffer. When none came she turned back to face the boy, smiling kindly at him before holding a finger to her lips. If he was tossed out of the library for causing a disturbance, his black mood would only darken, she reasoned, and perhaps he hadn't realised just how loud he'd been.

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